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Fanwalkers (part 1)

It’s still Fanwalker Friday where I am so here’s some biographies on my fanwalkers, only one of which readers have met so far.

Fomos Oper

Fomos grew up in a Neurok settlement near the Quicksilver sea as the only child of a single mother, Fi Oper. As the corruption of the oil began spreading to their home, the village began preparing to depart for a renegade stronghold. Unfortunately, they were attacked much sooner than expected by a seemingly teleporting member of the Machine Orthodoxy. Fomos managed to escape with many others, but he was separated from his mother in the chaos. 

When she wasn’t seen with the other survivors at the settlement, Fomos feared the worst. One night, hearing his mother’s voice come from the entrance to the fortress, he opened the doors only to find....

The shock and horror of seeing his mother corrupted by the oil caused his spark to awaken, sending him tumbling to the plane of Muraganda.

He still wears the cloths and headgear of the Neurok, despite his new home, for the sake of his sanity. In addition, since birth, Fomos has suffered from extremely heightened sensations of sight, hearing, smell, and pain. The heavy padding of his clothes lessen the pain caused by this, but his frequent headaches can cause him to lose focus easily. In addition, he still suffers heavy mental trauma from his sparking event (and something else?).

His powers are empathic in nature. He is able to sense the emotional states of creatures around him, and lessen or intensify them. If he isn’t careful though, he can let his emotions bleed into others or passively absorb the emotional state of those close to him. In addition, he has very limited lightning generation that gets stronger and more uncontrollable the more heightened his mental state and pain is. (He is unaware of this, but the clearing was of his own creation in an accidental explosion of raw lightning.) For now, he lives on Muraganda, training his abilities, but infrequently visits other planes.

Gorr-Sheha

Gorr of the small Sheha tribe, is a member of the intelligent race of gorillas of Dominaria. Raised by the silverback chief, Bonchak, she stayed true to the traditions of honoring her elders and receiving their blessings in return. On her first day of border patrol, Gorr and Bonchak came across a glowing length of chain stuck inside a tree. Though she stayed back, Bonchak easily removed the offending metal. 

In the days following, the chief became oddly reserved and frequently had others go on patrols in his place. One day, Bonchak sent Gorr to retrieve a collection of fruits for harvest. But when she returned, the chief had irreversibly changed.

In the center of a sea of carnage, her chief’s bloodstained teeth and mindless eyes shattered her worldview and sent her tumbling from reality. Touching down on a world of metal and horrors, her only thoughts were revenge. Immediately returning to her ravaged home, Gorr-Sheha confronted Bonchak with the full power of her spiritual family and slew him in single combat.

Though she oftentimes seems inscrutable due to her firm face and stern personality, she cares deeply for the well-being of anyone she meets. The tragedy of her past has taught her to value life while it lasts and to never disrespect the names of the dead. She would never admit it, but she has gained a slightly inflated sense of pride and secretly enjoys knocking down and surprising those who underestimate the “savage animal.” Those who manage to gain her favor, or by chance, help her in accomplishing something she cannot, will forever have a friend they can call for aid.

While frequently relying on her natural strength, Gorr-Sheha can call upon the spirits of her tribe for a variety of magical effects: bolstering her strength even further, knitting bone and flesh back together, or communing with the land. Her personal favorite, however, is to wreathe herself in the ephemeral nature of her ancestors to become nearly impossible to harm via conventional means or magic. When not maintaining the home of her tribe, Gorr frequently travels to other planes, testing her skills against monsters and laying ancient spirits to rest.

Agal Har

In the later stages of the phyrexian invasion, there were some Mirran who feared of the possibility of Melira, the woman who could cure phyresis, dying before they could be saved. In desperation, many of them began experiments in the hopes of creating a soldier who’s body was completely immune to the oil. Backing them and eventually joining the experiments himself was a Loxodon metalshaper named Agal Har. 

Despite frequent relocations, the Mirrans felt they were nearing the completion of the experiments as Agal Har became the first subject for the final test. Unfortunately, a massive surge of magic of no known origin tripped Phyrexian sensors, and in a panic the Mirrans fled, leaving Agal in the tanks. By the time the Phyrexians arrived, a miracle had occurred. Despite capturing the soldier and subjecting him to the oil, his body would not yield. That is when the Machine Orthodoxy stepped in personally

Enduring weeks of torture had left Agal Har’s mind with small, exploitable cracks that the priest gladly tore open. In a matter of days, the Loxodon was nearing his limits. In one last desperate ploy, Nova subjected him with every mental and physical torture technique possible and the sheer agony forced Agal into the Blind Eternities. Faced with the unknowable and impossible expanse, Agal Har broke completely.

Despite no physical evidence of corruption, Agal belongs mind and soul to Elesh Norn, the Mother of Machines and despises every moment he must spend away from the plane on which she resides. He adores the praise he receives from utilizing his planeswalking abilities to travel past Mirran defenses and corrupt entire villages at a time. While frequently presenting a mask of calm and pious civility in imitation of his queen, it is a facade. Any hint of malice towards New Phyrexia causes him to erupt in homicidal rage and, paradoxically, the smallest hint of envy.

Agal Har is highly skilled at metalshaping and boasts an impressive control over the liquid metal he uses offensively and defensively. In addition, the experiments greatly increased his muscle mass, granting superhuman resilience and stamina. By his own admission, he is no elite warrior capable of taking down any foe, but the phyrexian oil does much fighting for him. Recently, he has been assigned a mission to find and capture other planeswalkers so that New Phyrexia can continue its conquest throughout the multiverse.