A Profane Contradiction

[Zarsies 6795]

Tales and horrific rumors spread throughout the populations of Anthos, the context of which vary from each gossiper to another; but the subjects are all the same.

 

A zombified cleric, an undead monk, a holy lich: the terror of those witness to the abomination had their imaginations run wild to the sight of the awful beast, all likely to have exaggerated or slurred its true appearance with fear. To some, words leaked out of a twig-thin priest roaming the nightly paths of the world, absurdly gaunt and foul in all respects.

 

 

Among other crowds through the realm were the communion between townsfolk and city guard, talking of an ancient holyman wandering the blackest of Anthos' terrain, brittle and frail, influenced by its audience to be described as a vicar of Orenian attire.

 

 

But the truth to this long-unseen revenant lied between the many rumors and hearsay; this horror was a Monk. A Wilven Monk. A great hero that had past in a land forgotten, now seen along the pathways and alleys of the world. Its purpose veiled, little was said for its reason, but there was indeed fact and conclusion to it -- this monstrosity was powerful. The men and women of the Four Brothers spoke of its dreadful visage and spells, some abomination that linked the abstract works of Necromancy and Conjuration... unknown to the world.

 

And with its reputation started,  the founder of the Cloud Temple, Wilven Adonnan, had come walking.

 

 

Take note that this is, as stated, hearsay and rumor. But the reality always lies in the folds of the tale. :3

[VIROS 2915]

"Heresy," says Bishop Virosi to himself.

[Hanrahan 2983]

"At least it's not Boeindl."

 

Arnorian shudders in horror.

[Eleatic 1033]

Elder Monk Jaehaerys stares at the multiple reports lining his desk, his eyes tired and wide. He grunts, and sighs, and remembers the crypt in the old temple. "Those..immoral..disgusting..pieces of filth." he says flatly, standing up. He goes out, toward the main area. Pulling Aeryn by her collar, he says one thing. "Aeryn, we have a very large problem."

[bungo 3965]

Vladislav mumbles to himself as he hears of the news.

 

"Always have known the Wilvenionian Monkeys have used Necromantic Powers..."

[Rig 17591]

 

"At least it's not Boeindl."

 

Arnorian shudders in horror.

 

Mythras shudders.

Zok wets himself.

Talis howls. 

Aeveron shits his armored pants.

 

[Birdwhisperer 1174]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.