AETHERIANS

By DeGorian Smith (daiodannen@hotmail.com) for Changeling: Beyond Arcadia and Mage: The Void

Description

The Sons of Ether and the Nockers have been friends since the beginning of the Ascension War. Before the "destruction" of Earth, the Nockers help the Sons of Ether escape. Well, to cut to the chase, the Aetherians, or Aetherlites as their parents call them, are the children of the Nockers and the Sons of Ether.

Appearance

They appear relatively human with a reddish face. In their fae meins, they have more reddish faces and pointed ears.

Seemings

Childlings: They crawl around their parents' devices like gremlins, fixing one thing while breaking another.

Wilders: This is the main age group of the Aetherians. Their inventions are the stuff stories are made from, comedies and tragedies.

Grump: As of now, there are no grumps.

Lifestyles

Tinkering and Inventing. They have labs with their parents or workshop somewhere else.

Affinity

Prop

Birthrights

Chimera Creation: (See Changeling: The Dreaming p141)

Fix-it-All: (See Changeling: The Dreaming p141)

Magicks: Aetherians have access to true magicks. All Aetherians must begin with an Avatar background of two and an Arcane of two.

Frailties

Anachronistic: The technology they use is either too far in the past or too futuristic. Any coincidental effect from an archaic/futuristic device will be ignored. This is because Reality will pass it off as luck that the device worked.

Technomagics: The only way an Aetherian can do magic is with a technofocus.

Quirks: Instead of having the nocker's Flaws, the Aetherians get quirks. Their inventions work great, too well at times. Their inventions sometimes will have a unique effect, undesirable or not. Example: A robot who follows orders too literally.

Foci

Technofocus: All

Quote

"This is the best device for this job"

Outlook

Boggans: You got to like the little buggers. Such simplistic devices

Clurichaun: Sell them weapons. They'll love you for life.

Eshu: They don't use our devices, but they can tell us stories about folks who have.

Ghille Dhu: They're into organics. How Verbena-Progenitor like.

Nockers: That part goes there, Dad. That part goes there. Got it?

Pooka: They love rocket-powered pogo sticks.

Redcaps: Always feed them a homemade bomb.

Satyr: Okay, so my last invention sent one to the medic. He seemed happy.

Selkies: Watersuits, they want watersuits.

Sidhe: Fancy ships, no functionality.

Sluagh: The things they want. (Shutter)

Trolls: Advance weapons they like. Old-fashion weapons they like. They are easy to please.

Celestial Crusaders: Did God tell you to leave my folks behind?

Nephandi: They like annihilation. So we'll annihilate them.

Teknolords: They hate our pets.

Wu Lung: Nice dragon. Good dragon.

Cybermancers: The Virtual Adepts have finally got it right.

Euthanatos: Embrace death and get it over with.

Freetrader: If it works and its really fancy, they'll by it.

The Order: I'll have a cheese steak, you pompous twit.

Progenitors: You know the doppelgangers are still looking for ya, Dr. Frankestein.

Dreamspeakers: The more things change, the more they stay the same.

Marauders: Perfect test subject for inventions you know will explode.

Verbena: Now that's the biggest freaking tree I ever seen.

Sons of Ether: I heard mother-knows-best, but sheesh.

The Hollow Ones: The others think they're dead. Idiots.