Iacchus "Theo"

Hedonistic art demon


Virtue: Patient
Vice: Greedy
Incarnation: Psychopomp
Agenda: Tempter


Mental Attributes: Intelligence 2, Wits 3, Resolve 2
Physical Attributes: Strength 2, Dexterity 2, Stamina 2
Social Attributes: Presence 2, Manipulation 4, Composure 2


Mental Skills: Academics 1, Computer 0, Crafts 0, Investigation 2, Medicine 0, Occult 2, Politics 2 , Science 0
Physical Skills: Athletics 0, Brawl 0, Drive 0, Firearms 0, Larceny 1, Stealth 1, Survival 0, Weaponry 2
Social Skills: Animal Ken 0, Empathy 2, Expression 1, Intimidation 0, Persuasion 3, Socialize 2, Streetwise 0, Subterfuge 3

Merits: Cultists x3, Bolthole x2, Contacts x3, Barfly x2
Demonic Form: Sonic acuity, Inhuman Strength, Inhuman Reflexes, Cavernous Maw, Mind Reading, Teleportation, Memory Theft.
Embeds: Devil’s Advocate, Everybody Knows, Heart’s Desire
Exploits: Force Relationship
Health: 7
Primum: 1
Aether/per turn: 1
Willpower: 4
Cover: 7
Size: 5
Speed: 9
Defense: 2
Initiative: 4
Glitches: x
Notes: Cover’s name is Theo


Iacchus was a psychopomp angel that collected and stored inspiration. He took the form of a great bird with metallic wings and long elegant legs––somewhat of a cross between a magpie and a crane. His job was to collect and distribute artistic inspiration to artists according to the designs of the God-machine. He was a cog in the wheel of the artistic process and synchronicity was everywhere. He was a part of something greater and that was beautiful. Every interaction in his life was super charged with meaning. The God-machine could communicate to him through anything. Yes, sometimes it spoke to him directly, sometimes it sent messengers, but more often than not he felt its wishes in the temperature of the wind or discerned it in a pattern of fallen leaves. However he received the message, the meaning was always clear. A particular artist had to receive a particular piece of inspiration at a particular time. Iacchus was in charge of providing inspiration to oil painters. To this day he is horrified at the vulgarity of water colors, distrustful of photography, and downright hostile towards modern art. It is one of his few traits that has remained unchanged by his fall.

Iacchus received his inspirations from many places. Sometimes the God-machine would put them into his collection directly, sometimes Iacchus would find them, and sometimes he would interface with Agathangelus and Aiolus. Like Iacchus, Aiolus was a psychopomp. Unlike Iacchus, Aiolus collected destructive impulses. He would implant these impulses into mortals at the appropriate time. His area of specialty was suicides and arsons. His twin brother, Agathangelus was a destroyer and, when destruction required more than implanted impulses, the twins would work together to implement whatever disaster the God-machine intended.

Occasionally, Iacchus would come across a particularly violent and depraved inspiration and trade it to Aiolus. Occasionally the God-machine would require an oil painting so drenched in destructive impulses that Iacchus would have to work together with Aiolus. This suited Iacchus just fine. Whatever masterpiece the God-machine was weaving Iacchus was certain would be the epitome of beauty.


After his fall Iacchus was hungry. Without the feeling of synchronicity flowing through him he was empty, his actions were meaningless. He could no longer feel the reverberations of all that he did fusing in perfect harmony with the grand design of the God-machine. He was alone and everything that he did was void. At first, food was all that satisfied him. Then he rediscovered something else: admiration. If other people believed that he was connected to the source of things it provided some glimmer of the feeling that he’d known as a scion of the God-machine. After all, if you can’t have the thing that your heart desires you may as well surround yourself with people who think that you have it. So, partially to hold off the creeping dread he experienced at the abstract meaninglessness of everything, and partially to just have a little fun, he founded his cult.

He created his cover during his fall. Theo Hernapolis, an art gallery owner in Boulder Colorado. Theo is a well dressed man in his late fifties. He is fat and balding and unassuming. He also created a family history for himself: the Hernapolis’ are Greek and have been in the states for two generations. His parents died while fox hunting mysteriously. His brother, Kevin, lives in Denver and is an archivist at the Museum of Modern Art. They do not speak for obvious reasons. He also created a trusty dog: Bertram the english fox hound. Not having had much experience with dogs, Bertram didn’t come out completely right. He does not eat, will only drink wine, and has an ear for opera. He sounds more like a cat than a dog and is terrified by strong odors and anything yellow. Only responds to commands in Italian. May also speak Italian. Despite the obvious shortcomings and risks posed by Bertram, Iacchus loves him very much. He may, in fact, be the only thing besides himself that Iacchus loves at all.

Theo owns an art gallery on Walnut and 13th street. He uses it to garner influence among the artists of the Front Range by brokering deals promising exposure and success. He also throws expensive parties and fundraisers that he uses to get close to important people. He is a firm believer in connections and prizes his relationships much as a collector prizes his collection. Speaking of collections, he also “collects” artists. He wants to have a full collection of medieval and gothic painters in his Bolthole. So far he just has Hieronymus Bosch. It’s not much, but every great collection has to start somewhere.

He and Bosch get along pretty well. Bosch occasionally provides critique of art pieces for Iacchus. They have a standing checkers night every Tuesday. Bosch gets mad if Iacchus doesn’t show up, or brings an odd odd number of guests, (“how can we all possibly play checkers if there are three of us!?”) and will ignore him for several weeks in revenge.

Then there is his cult: the Ordinem Divinum Forte or, in English, the Order of Divine Chance. The central belief is that everything is connected, there is meaning in everything, and that if we pay attention, and tune ourselves into the connection with the Master, we can become connected to that meaning. When we are connected to the Master our lives are full of meaning and inspiration flows. When we are out of connection we feel stymied and disjointed. The Master is, of course, Iacchus. He claims to be the mortal manifestation of synchronicity. He can read the signs and, if the Cultists work hard enough for him, they too can become attuned. When attuned, they are above the morals and laws of society as they are manifestations of the Universe itself.

The Ordinem Divinum Forte is comprised mostly of student interns from Naropa University. Iacchus has a running feud with various other spiritual organizations in Boulder such as the Integral Center, Shambhala Center, and Yellow Deli. He sees them as competition for perspective cult members. Fueling this belief is the fact that Pat “Crystal Wolf” Johnson, one of his most loyal cultists, recently deserted and became a member of the Integral Center. Iacchus has not forgiven him or the Integral Center. On a side note, strongly suspects that Ken Wilber is alive and either a demon or rogue angel. If this is true, Iacchus is pretty certain that they are enemies. His next most senior cultist is Charlie Williams, a stoner that fervently believes that he is the reincarnation of Jack Kerouac. Iacchus hates him.

Angel psychopomp that traffics in destructive impulses. Used to be friends and trade with Iacchus. Possibly involved in Iacchus’ fall.

Twin brother of Aiolus. A destroyer that steps in when mere impulse isn’t enough to accomplish whatever destruction the God-machine has in mind. Never much liked Iacchus.

Kevin Hernapolis
Younger brother of Theo. Works as an archivist at the Denver Museum of Contemporary Art. Iacchus hates him and wonders what dark part of himself likes modern art and created Kevin. Blames himself for Kevin’s existence and feels shame. Kevin likes box wine and is a vegan. Also claims that his iPhone’s photos are art.

Botched attempt at creating a dog. When your only reference point is dogs in medieval painting who can blame you for creating an Italian speaking, wine drinking, foxhound? Likes opera and is terrified of the color yellow and unpleasant odors. Doesn’t eat or go to the bathroom. Iacchus loves him very much.

Pat “Crystal Wolf” Johnson
Former #1 cultist and current Integral Center Convert. Likes cultural appropriation, incense, and thai chi.

Charlie Williams
Current #1 cult member and terrible person. Likes pretension, talking about how he is the reincarnation of Jack Kerouac, and drugs. Iacchus hates him.

Ken Wilber
Probable rogue angel or demon? Iacchus is convinced that he faked his own death and is issuing secret commands from the basement of the Integral Center.

Iacchus "Theo"

Dust To You MoonMyerson