Resting Room Location: Due to Demeisen’s extremely loose affiliation with Zenith, and the fact that he fell asleep in Kowloon instead of Highstorm, his body was left to the little dive where he passed out. Initially tucked into a cramped alcove in a little hole-in-the-wall club, he was eventually moved aboveground and has spent most of his sleep in an Uptown gambling den called Dumb Luck (sometimes called by an even less flattering name, ever since the sign’s L was damaged and left unrepaired). He sits propped up in a side room just off the raucous gambling hall, within easy access of visitors.
Description: Since Demeisen had no real personal effects, nothing in his shrine room is actually his—not even his clothes, which have been swapped out numerous times throughout the years in order to suit changing fashion trends. At some point his hair was cut short and styled into something more current, and then it never grew out again. He appears to lounge in a comfortable chair, as though just resting his eyes for a moment, though the offerings scattered on and around him belie this appearance.
Most of the offerings made to Demeisen’s shrine are monetary, mostly small denominations tossed or tucked wherever they might fit. Dice, cards, and other gambling paraphernalia make popular offerings, and the shelves around the room are filled with non-monetary offerings from throughout the past century, even including a significant number of quite nice-looking items.
Purpose: Unsurprisingly, ever since the Dumb Luck installed Demeisen in their establishment as a good luck charm, people have visited him for good fortune in games of chance. His main body of visitors is made up of the den’s patrons, especially now that most of the people who knew him when he was awake have either passed away or just forgotten about him. He is remembered mostly as an inveterate gambler, with a knack for coming out ahead, so it’s considered good luck to make a little donation in the hopes that some of his fortune will rub off on you.
More and more over the years, his association with gambling has come to include an association with wealth; as a result, his current attire is weirdly fancy given the kind of people who tend to frequent the establishment.
Caretaker(s): The gambling den’s owners have been in charge of Demeisen’s upkeep for as long as he’s been there, though this mostly just involves collecting and organizing offerings and making sure Demeisen himself doesn’t gather too much dust. His weird density and completely ungrowing hair are a poorly-kept secret, but while it’s a common assumption among staff that the shard-bearer isn’t human, there’s no consensus on what he actually is.
Demeisen | Zenith
Description: Since Demeisen had no real personal effects, nothing in his shrine room is actually his—not even his clothes, which have been swapped out numerous times throughout the years in order to suit changing fashion trends. At some point his hair was cut short and styled into something more current, and then it never grew out again. He appears to lounge in a comfortable chair, as though just resting his eyes for a moment, though the offerings scattered on and around him belie this appearance.
Most of the offerings made to Demeisen’s shrine are monetary, mostly small denominations tossed or tucked wherever they might fit. Dice, cards, and other gambling paraphernalia make popular offerings, and the shelves around the room are filled with non-monetary offerings from throughout the past century, even including a significant number of quite nice-looking items.
Purpose: Unsurprisingly, ever since the Dumb Luck installed Demeisen in their establishment as a good luck charm, people have visited him for good fortune in games of chance. His main body of visitors is made up of the den’s patrons, especially now that most of the people who knew him when he was awake have either passed away or just forgotten about him. He is remembered mostly as an inveterate gambler, with a knack for coming out ahead, so it’s considered good luck to make a little donation in the hopes that some of his fortune will rub off on you.
More and more over the years, his association with gambling has come to include an association with wealth; as a result, his current attire is weirdly fancy given the kind of people who tend to frequent the establishment.
Caretaker(s): The gambling den’s owners have been in charge of Demeisen’s upkeep for as long as he’s been there, though this mostly just involves collecting and organizing offerings and making sure Demeisen himself doesn’t gather too much dust. His weird density and completely ungrowing hair are a poorly-kept secret, but while it’s a common assumption among staff that the shard-bearer isn’t human, there’s no consensus on what he actually is.