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The Southern Convention of the Bureau of Destiny

Life is hard for the Southern Convention, as it is hard everywhere - but perhaps less harsh than in most domains. The Bureau here does not need to oversee the vast array of Essence-users that propagate across the Blessed Isle and the East, nor do they suffer from the chronic underfunding of the West. In fact, since the rise of Bagrash Kol, it has been generally agreed that assignment to the South is the closest thing that young Sidereals can have to an easy job - not as lush as those who spend their lives in the hustle of the Realm, of course, but not as harried either.

Events here proceed in a slow, measured progression. The heat of the South lingers in every god and elemental of the region, in the people and the destinies that coil lazily around the land. In the South, too much motion is not advisable - there are times when the world here simply rests, lest it burn itself to ashes. The Bureau tries to avoid letting this attitude infect them, but it can't be argued that there is a more relaxed attitude towards investigations, a trend to let events unfold and see when the right instant of action will undo years of action by the enemy.

Leaders of the Southern Convention

Gannelan Ikelle, Convention Chair of the South

Elder Sidereal, Chosen of Serenity

The leader of the Convention of the South was born over eight hundred years before the Usurpation, in the shining city of High Nyunda. Flying above the world, she watched the Solars rule, and saw as it fell into ruin. Reluctantly and with a heavy heart, she sided with the Bronze Faction of the Great Prophecy, and put all of her efforts towards overcoming them. This culminated in the battle of High Nyumba, when according to official reports Ikelle destroyed the city rather than let Virtuous Jacinth, the city's elder ruler, drive it into the Last Supplicant.

This reputation has dogged her for over seven hundred years - her softness and the seeming ease with which she grants requests and dodges politics disguises a will of absolute steel. Only the foolish assume that she is not managing her domain carefully, or that her honesty is a sign of weakness. Ikelle has risen steadfastedly through the ranks to command the fate of the South, and she pays very close attention to what goes on, even when she does not take action.

Shan Mar

Elder Sidereal, Chosen of Battles

A master astrologer and skilled martial artist, Shan Mar hails from the Blessed Isle. Born just under five centuries before the Usurpation, he grew up in the Era of Dreams, the grandest height of the first age. A brash youth, he ran afoul of Solar madness early in his life, and was nearly destroyed by a Third Circle demon - his body, it is said, still bears the scars of the punishment that was leveled on him for insolence. When the Great Prophecy came, his voice was one of the loudest against the Solars, and his participation in the ambush at the Calibration Feast was as swift as it was brutal. He then settled into the Shogunate, trying to manage the many wars between districts of the new Dragon-Blooded empire.

The Shogunate's reign taught Mar patience, and the Crusade taught him fervour - when the Fair Folk rode in, he deployed himself to the East, and was at the forefront of the battle against him. Even as his entire Circle fell one by one to fend the monsters off, his fighting only became more resolute. Afterwards, he was assigned to the South, as they lacked a skilled Chosen of Battles.

Shan Mar is unyielding and grim, never laughing, rarely speaking except to give judgment. His Crimson Armor, the prototype from which all other models in the First Age were designed, is always worn by him in his public life, and few of his fellows actually know what he looks like. Fewer care to - whispers of the demonic scars that coat his body are as lurid as they are unlikely.

Nazri

Master Sidereal, Chosen of Endings

Born and raised in the early days of the Shogunate, Nazri is by nature a front line soldier, a hunter of demons and fae who slips across the South when not taking part in his duties as a member of both the Convention on Natural Disasters and the Convention on Fair Folk, which was extremely large in the immediate aftermath of the Contagion but has faded significantly in the last century. Nazri's most famous act, however, remains his vitriolic speech just weeks after the Contagion, during a heated argument in the Division of Endings over what to do about Solars who had survived the Crusade. Excoriating both the Bronze Faction and the Gold Faction, Nazri announced his hatred of factional politics in general, and declared himself done with them forever.

Since then, Nazri has been given a suspicious amount of work, to the point that he is practically the leader of the Convention on Fair Folk (technically, that Convention is run by Shimmering Leaf, the only other remaining elder on the Convention, but she pays far more attention to her regional duties in the East). He does not seem upset by this, instead throwing himself into his work with intensity and attention. Nazri is a good-natured man most of the time, but is profoundly impatient with politics and unafraid to show it.

Veterans of the Southern Convention

Emerald Swan

Veteran Sidereal, Chosen of Secrets

The only veteran in the South to have survived the

Five More Veterans

Young Agents of the Southern Convention

• 5 Neonates
• 4 PCs