Fenvol - Revision history

LILEATH-U at 17:12, 31 May 2026

2026-05-31T17:12:43Z

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	Fenvol says, "Prices start at 2500 inkbits."		Fenvol says, "Prices start at 2500 inkbits."

			(Question about a noun change)

	Fenvol says, "If the nouns are compatible, I would allow it."		Fenvol says, "If the nouns are compatible, I would allow it."
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	Fenvol says, "If you have an item you'd like to ask me about, please hold it in your hands so I can take a peek."		Fenvol says, "If you have an item you'd like to ask me about, please hold it in your hands so I can take a peek."

			Fenvol says, "I will work on weapons and armor, provided they don't have any fancy features."

			(Question about armor with a flare already)

			Fenvol says, "I will work on them, but only the appearance, not the enchantment."

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LILEATH-U: Added Fenvo's Alteration Rules

2026-05-31T17:08:52Z

Added Fenvo's Alteration Rules

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	Instead of being lost within Fenvol's manor, where he was metaphorically trapped for so long, visitors are given all the information they need to walk free. Curious travelers, beware! Its magical guardians, born of devastating loss and a love of all things literature, defend it with a ferocious devotion that borders on dangerous, as though they fear what might be lost if the silence is broken. Are you prepared to face the challenges of Fenvol's Folly?<ref>[[Post:Fenvols-folly - Avaari - 5/15/2026 - 21:03]]</ref>		Instead of being lost within Fenvol's manor, where he was metaphorically trapped for so long, visitors are given all the information they need to walk free. Curious travelers, beware! Its magical guardians, born of devastating loss and a love of all things literature, defend it with a ferocious devotion that borders on dangerous, as though they fear what might be lost if the silence is broken. Are you prepared to face the challenges of Fenvol's Folly?<ref>[[Post:Fenvols-folly - Avaari - 5/15/2026 - 21:03]]</ref>


			==Alterations==


			Fenvol says, "Today I am working on general, or simple, items that do not have a lot of complexity. I will add inkshade or phantasma effects to eligible items, provided you have the right materials on hand."

			Fenvol says, "Prices start at 2500 inkbits."

			Fenvol says, "If the nouns are compatible, I would allow it."

			OOC: <nowiki>https://elanthipedia.play.net/Alteration/Noun_Changes</nowiki>

			Fenvol says, "If you have an item you'd like to ask me about, please hold it in your hands so I can take a peek."

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CRYPTODYNAMIC: /* Appearance */

2026-05-30T17:20:33Z

Appearance

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	==Appearance==		==Appearance==
			You see Illuminary Fenvol Ferris of Elanthia, a Human.<br>
			Fenvol has an angular face with a series of four thin scars across one high cheekbone and some rectangular spectacles with bold black frames accenting intelligent mint-green eyes. His black hair is close-cropped and thick with silvery frosted temples. He has pale skin and a lean build.
			He is tall for a Human.<br>
			He appears to be in his prime.<br>
			He is clean shaven.<br>
			He is in good shape.

			He is wearing an inkshade oilskin messenger bag with silver brocade panels, a sleeveless surcoat cut from parchment-white silk clasped by silver quill buttons, a high-collared lotusweave shirt with sapphire inkpot buttons, a pair of ink-black pants with silvery seams and some supple calf-high boots with silver grommets.

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CRYPTODYNAMIC: /* Background */

2026-05-16T15:34:03Z

Background

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	Fenvol's early explorations into illusion magic were delicate things: faintly animated bindings, whispering margins, crude figures shaped from layered scrolls and lacquered covers. They were meant to linger, to fill the hollow quiet. But intention and outcome drifted apart. The enchanted objects took too strongly to their purpose. They did not merely accompany; they guarded.		Fenvol's early explorations into illusion magic were delicate things: faintly animated bindings, whispering margins, crude figures shaped from layered scrolls and lacquered covers. They were meant to linger, to fill the hollow quiet. But intention and outcome drifted apart. The enchanted objects took too strongly to their purpose. They did not merely accompany; they guarded.

	Over time, the library grew and adapted. Stacks shifted, bookcases moved, and passages formed, randomly connecting different sections of Fenvol's vast collection. The constructs created to be companions and pets grew more willful, less precise reflections of their intended design, shaped as much by their creator's solitude as by his craft. They became territorial, restless, and fiercely protective of every volume, every shelf, every corner of their home.		Over time, the library grew and adapted. Stacks shifted, bookcases moved, and passages formed, randomly connecting different sections of Fenvol's vast collection. The constructs created to be companions and pets grew more willful, less precise reflections of their intended design, shaped as much by their creator's solitude as by his craft. They became territorial, restless, and fiercely protective of every volume, every shelf, every corner of their home.<ref>[[Post:Fenvols-folly - Avaari - 5/1/2026 - 13:35]]</ref>

	A decade later, Fenvol is prepared to step back into the world. Time has worn away the sharpest edges of his grief, leaving something quieter in its wake: maybe not acceptance, but a certain willingness to see and be seen once more. He has decided to throw wide the doors of his home, inviting strangers into the private world he crafted in isolation and offering them a glimpse of his creations.		A decade later, Fenvol is prepared to step back into the world. Time has worn away the sharpest edges of his grief, leaving something quieter in its wake: maybe not acceptance, but a certain willingness to see and be seen once more. He has decided to throw wide the doors of his home, inviting strangers into the private world he crafted in isolation and offering them a glimpse of his creations.<ref>[[Post:Fenvols-folly - Avaari - 5/8/2026 - 16:04]]</ref>

			Instead of being lost within Fenvol's manor, where he was metaphorically trapped for so long, visitors are given all the information they need to walk free. Curious travelers, beware! Its magical guardians, born of devastating loss and a love of all things literature, defend it with a ferocious devotion that borders on dangerous, as though they fear what might be lost if the silence is broken. Are you prepared to face the challenges of Fenvol's Folly?<ref>[[Post:Fenvols-folly - Avaari - 5/15/2026 - 21:03]]</ref>

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CRYPTODYNAMIC at 20:10, 13 May 2026

2026-05-13T20:10:08Z

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2026-05-13T00:13:14Z

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|gender=Male
|race=Human
|guild=Moon Mage
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==Appearance==
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==Background==
Fenvol Ferris learned silence early, finding in written words a steadier company than conversation. That quiet preference deepened into devotion, furthering his studies with the Moon Mage guild and granting him rising status in the Heritage House, where reverence for books matched his own. As his skill grew, his world narrowed to ink, margin, and meaning, and even in adulthood, his affection was measured in shared reading rather than speech.

Fenvol met Indaris in early adulthood, when his world was still small and carefully kept. Where he was reserved, she was effortlessly bright, quick to speak, quicker to laugh, and unafraid to draw him outward. She loved his stories as deeply as he did, but where he consumed them, she shared them, pressing books into his hands and pulling him into conversations he never would have sought on his own. With her, the world felt wider, less daunting, something to be explored rather than avoided.

Following a boating accident, Indaris walked the Starry Road, and her loss shattered Fenvol's fragile world. He withdrew entirely, sealing himself within his personal collection. Years passed in dim light and careful study, his grief transmuting into determination. He began experimenting, not to command magic, but to preserve presence. He sought a way to give his stories a permanence akin to life.

Fenvol's early explorations into illusion magic were delicate things: faintly animated bindings, whispering margins, crude figures shaped from layered scrolls and lacquered covers. They were meant to linger, to fill the hollow quiet. But intention and outcome drifted apart. The enchanted objects took too strongly to their purpose. They did not merely accompany; they guarded.

Over time, the library grew and adapted. Stacks shifted, bookcases moved, and passages formed, randomly connecting different sections of Fenvol's vast collection. The constructs created to be companions and pets grew more willful, less precise reflections of their intended design, shaped as much by their creator's solitude as by his craft. They became territorial, restless, and fiercely protective of every volume, every shelf, every corner of their home.

A decade later, Fenvol is prepared to step back into the world. Time has worn away the sharpest edges of his grief, leaving something quieter in its wake: maybe not acceptance, but a certain willingness to see and be seen once more. He has decided to throw wide the doors of his home, inviting strangers into the private world he crafted in isolation and offering them a glimpse of his creations.

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See also: [[Fenvol's Folly]]

[[Category:Fenvol's Folly]]