★ ALIGNMENTS

There are 5 total path options that you may choose from for your Painted Satyr. Once you decide on a path, you will be locked in to the option you chose. Please consider carefully before submitting. The alignments are as follows:

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WOLF

"Loyal, Energetic, Solitary, Patient.”

In the harsh and mountainous territory of the Wolf Spirit, the biting cold enters not only from the snow underneath you, but from the frigid winds blowing off the cliff sides. Powdered snow falls through the air in small waves, the land swallowed by a blanket of darkness that is illuminated by the expansive aurora above. Brilliant colours streak across the night sky, accompanied by stars that shimmer like fine sprinkles of glitter. In the centre is the moon, large and full as it peers upon the land below like an all seeing eye. You find that even with the certain rough and untamed edge there is a particular warmth, almost as if someone, or something, is looking down on you with a certain fondness upon your arrival.

You tread slowly, the snow absorbing nearly all of the sounds around you and making you feel as if you were transported into a small, isolated realm. Part of you was nearly convinced it was so if not for the soft crunch of snow under your hooves to remind you that you were still in the land of the living. Tall, withered ruins loom over you as you travel onward. Their dark and empty shells, a stark contrast to the endless fields of glowing white before you. It seems that no one has traversed these lands in some time, from how pristine and untouched it looks - that, or it snows so often that any tracks from those who may have journeyed here before you have long since been erased.

There is a moment where you find yourself wandering towards the top of the peaks, pausing at an outlook that overshadows the relics below. Despite the breadth of this area, it was as if these mountains, this place, were completely hidden from the rest of the world, a small pocket civilization, abandoned by time, that would leave you with nothing to do but reflect upon yourself. You exhale sharply, your breath rising in a large cloud and warming your face for the briefest moment. There was something about this solitary view from the peak of the mountain with the lights around you that felt otherworldly, and you lifted a hand, reaching towards the sky as if it could be touched and brought back to yourself. Just as your fingers aligned with the moon you hear a distant howl, and you turn with a certain ease that you would not have expected from yourself before. In that moment, you knew the Wolf Spirit was watching over your journey.

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Those who choose the Path of the Wolf are often looking for a sense of guidance and direction to find a prosperous path in their lives. Much like how a wolf will lead their pack and survive in the harshest of conditions, these Satyrs seek the ever elusive sense of security and knowing their fate and future is bright. It is also said that those who hail from cold or desolate places will find solace in this path, working as well with others as they would on their own.

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CAT

"Auspicious, Mysterious, Agile, Curious."

As you wander farther down the dark and winding path before you, a strong floral scent floods your senses. Surprised, you look up, only to find that a seemingly endless swath of flowers in all manner of different shapes, sizes, and blooms fills a field around you. You find yourself so enraptured in the scene that you hardly question where this field came from in the midst of your ventures, but you do notice that none of them seem to be wilting or damaged. They are all in various states of life, from small buds to large blossoms.

Pulling your eyes away from the field, you look upwards to see a trail of brilliant twinkling lights marking a path through the night sky. There seems to be some sort of correlation between the stars and the flowers, as you notice underneath certain flowers glow with a light that almost mirrors the ones from above. The abrupt feeling of serenity and peace filling the air is not lost on you, and you step off of the road into the field to follow the beckoning of the flowers. The farther you walk the more you notice an emanating warmth akin to that of the sun, delightful enough that one would almost be inclined to find a nice patch in the grass and curl up for a nap. Despite the temptation you press on, curiosity fills you at what this scene may hold.

After some time, you notice something in the distance that looks different from the rest of the field around it. A large gate stands alone in the middle of the landscape, stark and white in contrast to everything around it. At first, you find the gate to be rather imposing, but upon closer inspection you find there is a certain light illuminating it like the stars above that fills you with that same welcoming warmth that led you all this way. For a moment you hesitate, considering stepping through, until you notice a small figure sitting just beneath the gate. A pair of glowing cat eyes watches you intently, and its tail twitches in anticipation. Will you follow it through?

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The path of the cat often reveals itself to those who have previously died and been reborn as a satyr, or to those seeking some sort of renewal. The same path is also typically sought out by more curious minds, or those with some sort of underlying mystery in their lives that they wish to resolve. It is often said that those hailing from cities or of nomadic natures feel at home under the guide of the Cat, but as with all the Guides, there is always a chance to be surprised!

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STAG

"Wise, Gentle, Prideful, Decisive.”

Deep within an ancient woods lies an ever changing passage said to lead to one of the many Guiding Spirits that you seek. The longer you walk, the more you realise that despite what you’ve heard and known, this forest was unlike any other you had ever traversed during your journeys through the Celestial Seas. Above you, beautiful and delicate flowers sway softly from a breeze that doesn’t flow. Twisted and gnarled trees tower above you, veins of light pulsing through their bark as if to show the age and power that emanates from this place. It flows down through their roots, shining brightly under the dirt of the forest floor and dancing between the branches all around. 

You reach out with a hand, gently brushing the bark of one of the trees as you walk, and your eyes widen with amazement as the very place you touched starts to glow. The dots of light slowly pulled apart, forming constellations that peel off the trees and float into the air before disappearing back into the sea of darkness. The passage of time feels slow, and the night seems to last a lifetime.

And yet, you still feel a calm upon you.

Have you walked this way before? You could no longer tell. Still, your legs moved forward, a tugging in your heart telling you that something was waiting for you at the end of all this. An end that did not seem to appear, as if testing your faith and conviction. There was no room to waiver, here. Not in a power so deeply tied to an ancient magic, a magic that you yourself, despite having never experienced, felt a kinship with. You continued to walk for hours, and only once realised that, maybe, walking wasn’t the answer, you let loose a long sigh and folded your legs as you sat upon the soft, grassy earth. Your hands fold neatly in your lap, eyes closing, mind focusing on the faint chattering of the forest. And just like that, a sort of distinct chorus begins to gently waft through the air. There was no one around to be making such a noise, but you knew for certain that you heard it. It was almost as if the trees themselves were harmonising, creating a beautiful and mysterious unsung song that felt strangely familiar and comforting.

When your eyes opened, you found a large silhouette standing before you. Large branch-like horns carved through the forest around you, and it looked to you with eyes glowing with the same power you felt running through the forest itself. Its eyes meet yours, and you know that in that moment you were never meant to find the heart of the forest - it was meant to find you. What do you do?

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Those who choose to seek out the Stag Spirit often find themselves lost, or in similarly repeating patterns of day to day activities. They wish to break away and find something more, to dig deep and find a way to make change. They may indulge in unhealthy or impulsive habits as  they hope for a sign to appear, but the Spirit of the Stag seems to come to those who have truly accepted that they are ready for change of any kind - not just change that they think they would like to see. Life is unpredictable and ever changing, and sometimes all that is needed to see the truth is to stand still - even for just a moment. 

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HAWK

"Insightful, Daring, Fierce, Graceful.”

You find yourself in a place far above the cover of the clouds, where the warmth of the sun is a constant comfort and pillars of dense brume stretch high into the sky.  So far you have ventured to find this place, to touch upon the sky as one without wings, and you find yourself unable to resist smiling wide and taking in a deep breath of the crisp, brisk air. It pulls deep into your lungs, refreshing you in a way that makes you feel as though up until this point you had been weighed down by invisible shackles your entire life. Only now have you been able to shake them off, every worry, anxiety, or fear falling away and giving rise to something new - something exciting.

As you continue forward, you note that the clouds underfoot are as solid as the earth miles and miles below you. Still, you can brush your hooves through them with incredible ease, and they swirl and part almost as if there is no density to them at all. With a childlike wonder you kick them upwards as you walk, watching as tiny wisps float up and billow about you with each soundless step. Before you stretches an endless sea of foamy white, and even though you don’t quite know what the destination you are aiming to reach looks like, you can’t help but feel that this is it. This is ultimate freedom. Unrestrained wanderlust given form with no end in any direction and only the warm sun and clear blue sky to keep you grounded amongst the clouds. The only sounds you can hear are the distant call of songbirds and the gentle rustle of the breeze in your fur, but you know that, in this moment, you are home.

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Satyrs who follow the path of the Hawk are those who seek freedom from emotional weights and struggles. They desire to come to terms with any mental turmoil they may carry, be it from past lives, present issues with no clear resolution, or responsibilities and burdens they feel they have come to bear. Inner peace is something that can be obtained in many ways, but some satyr find it is easier discovered with the help of guiding wings to keep their heads held high.

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SERPENT

"Witty, Calculated, Creative, Powerful.”

Despite the overwhelming sense of unknown, you walk forward, plunging into the deep. Waves that were once crashing now swirl around you, and then slowly swirl overhead as you find yourself sinking deeper and deeper into the water. Weight ceased to exist despite your downward descent, and soon you could hear or see nothing in the waters except for a murky, unclear visage of blue. For a moment you thought to panic at the vast emptiness, at the realisation that you had not taken a breath for some time, but just as quickly as those sensations came over you they seemed to wash away as you also noticed something else - you did not need to breathe.

Something about the silence was awakening feelings within you, feelings of solace and comfort. Feelings of being secure and held as the tides that once felt cold against your fur grew warm and familiar. You had already known this, but something about the situation made it even more stark - there was nothing to fear about the unknown, only more to discover. You blinked your eyes open yet again, mouth opening as bubbles escaped and floated back towards what direction you could only assume was the surface. In your growing bravery, you turned  your gaze downwards, small glows breaking through the haze of dark to unveil what the waters had hidden from the surface above - the Serpent’s Chasm.

Glistening waters swirled with what appeared to be all the stars in the galaxy, shimmering and pulsing through the glowing spans of reef along the ocean’s floors. It teams with life, with vibrant, gleaming fish and other strange yet beautiful creatures darting past your fingertips as you attempt to touch them. You notice large shadows looming in the distance, at least  three times your size, all gazing at you silently as you swim past them. While they once might have evoked a feeling of fear, instead you felt as if they looked towards you with eyes brimming with knowledge and a hunger in the form of curiosity at your approach. It is a wondrous place, with unexplored caverns, mystic waters, and an abundance of life unlike any place  you have ever known. An aura of power pulls you further in, and you find yourself deciding that perhaps, for once, you would stay here a while. Stay and uncover all the secrets the pools seem to hold, for as long as breath remains in your lungs.

And, just like that, the reef gives way to a place that hums and glows with a magic of life, almost as if it has been awaiting your arrival for quite some time.

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Satyr who seek out the path of the Serpent may be ones who are seeking to move on and heal from events in their past that may have caused much apprehension or distrust. They are oftentimes known to be reclusive and nervous of the unknown, but hoping and praying to open their heart once more to feed their innate curiosity of the world. Much like a snake sheds its skin into a new form, these satyrs hope for catharsis and transformation upon their return.