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Vaasek, The Witness
The Daemon of Anxiety and Fallacy

 

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Origin

Few know their fear of the dark is mutual. Shadow itself quivers with unease and bolts with distress, et by raw anxiety and et by light, its destruction. Such expresses the first waking moments of an unsteady daemon, one saturated in apprehension.

 

First there was darkness and before there was light there was Vaasek. Adrift in the all-consuming shroud he was alone and both lost and found; lost amongst the haunting and endless curtain of pitch and there he found only himself, a delicate and dim thing. It ate at him and its almighty silence amplified his thoughts to a rising torrent of panic. Abyss-soaken, he froze and ruminated on the ebb and flow of the terror the shadows invoked and the wild vagaries his mind spun with. This ravening anxiety and baseless mental conjecture punctuated the daemon’s early days for he was born in the dark, molded by it.

 

This was not forever although it may have felt like it. Glittering stars appeared, his peers, and soon thereafter worlds spanned before him. Always suspicious and wary, he kept to himself and observed the comings and goings of the plane below. He saw them progress through through the early ages, developing machines and magics of considerable power for both ill and good. He saw them love and murder, create and destroy, raise and raze. Therein his creeping caution and fright spiked in a crescendo as he was struck by a grim vision. He saw himself consumed by a sun erupting from his core harnessed by the creatures below and heeded the omen well. Distrust and dread took him as he quickly schemed and decided his fate.

 

Described in few ancient accounts as the birth and death of a black star during twilight, Vaasek forsook his celestial body and cut himself to pieces. His body numbed and voice sundered into space as he sacrificed himself to create his children. He unraveled in countless ribbons and retreated to his realm in self-exile and what remained animated. The loose fabric of the daemon spawned eyes and wavered as they became veiled and disappeared. These were the kabalees, the eyes of Vaasek. As he sank into the bowels of his realm he instead saw through them and began his eternal plot. The invisible legion saw on his behalf and spied upon the mortals; he would always be in the know and much harder to reach from his vantage point. They spread across the mortal plane and then soon into the soulstream and nearby fates thereafter. They continued into the neighboring planes mirroring the prime but did not venture far. Unseen and immaterial, the kabalees roamed endlessly. They sat in on courts and ceremonies, watched over wars and festivals, prowled city streets and forests, listened keenly to crier news and hushed secrets, and fed the world to Vaasek, its witness. Every additional scrap of information compiled added to the daemon’s fretting for his massive exposure enabled great internal panic. Knowing was not enough. Rather, he sought to deprive these creatures of their own knowledge lest they one day ensnare him and scatter him to oblivion as his paranoid delusion promised.

 

With the kabalees as his reaching hands and prying eyes he pulled the strings of mortalkind and augmented the terrible machine of fear and lies. First it came with touches. A dash of worry here, some fear and uncertainty there. Then he spurred on anxiety to become desperation and anguish, paranoia fueling caprice like betrayal and tragedy. The mortals were already animals, he only triggered their nature of being spooked and violent against themselves. Rarely did he plot great coups or guide backstabs but his every nudge lended to their development. Then he fed their anxiety with another of his hearts to attack their intelligence. A fib here, some misleading thoughts and impulsive lies there. From a mirage in the desert and an image in the fog to the deceit of an unfaithful lover and deception of a double agent he cast fiction upon them. Some even befell crippling delusions which altered their lives forever.  Most of all he so dearly cherished even the lowest falsehoods like old wives’ tales of which he is the author to many. He was relieved to see them fall upon themselves through anxiety and fallacy but was never and will never feel truly safe so he continues his vigilance and gingerly tips the scales where he sees fit.

 

However, his observation led to some developments:

 

First, from his lightless oasis Vaasek saw what he could only describe as true beauty, a mind of immeasurable wisdom and intelligence that both inspired and terrified but left him awestruck nonetheless. Its tribulations at the hands of Iblees taught Vaasek of betrayal driven by malice rather than fear struck his heart and made him pity the great horned god for too was it then bound and sealed from its children. Witnessing his fate, Vaasek comforts the slumbering prisoner Dragur in his gleaming cage through the touch of kabalees by painting him illusionary dreams. He can do little to aid otherwise.

 

 Secondly, centuries later while keeping a close eye on a monk abbot, Wilven Adonan, one of the kabalees spectated a keen follower of the Triumvirate who the abbot encouraged to depart after restoring Asulon’s temple in hopes of finding another land in anticipation of its need. Eventually she departed in search of such a potential land but the six month voyage had left their supplies ravaged and the boat freely drifting upon open ocean after increasing wear and damage to the sails. One night when the food was nearly gone and it seemed like all hopes were lost, a boatswain blinded the monk with a splash of acid and tried to kill and eat her; the quartermaster and captain quickly intervened but her eyes had already deteriorated before splashing seawater could wash it away and she was forever blind. Shaken by the trauma and left sightless, the monk succumbed to a secondary attack of panic and dread that night for she could not fulfill her promise to Wilven and pave the future the Descendents without her sight, let alone the situation onboard. She wept and pleaded into the darkness and cried out for help, asking the Triumvirate, Aeriel, or anyone to answer her. Vaasek was drawn to her prayers for his kabalees lingered so close already and her desperation stank like blood in the ocean to a shark. Here Vaasek granted his kabalees upon the monk woman and created the first seer, allowing her to see as it did and harness some of its - and therefore Vaasek’s - power. Through incredible sight he showed her the lands of Anthos not too far off their current course and more specifically what she ought to erect her new temple above - the Door of Eternity. Once her job was done and the land was prepared, the woman left one night without a word. Long after her disappearance the descendents landed upon Anthos thanks to get messages back to Wilven and all they had for answers were the emeralds granted by the Triumvirate, immortalizing her as Lady Eldecia. Wherever she walks, if she does, she is guided by Vaasek.

 

Thirdly, for vengeance against the beautiful Dragur, Vaasek struck at Iblees when the moment best presented itself. He had already planted the seeds of his conspiracy but triggered it soon after the desecration of Athera’s druid grove at the hands of the Betrayer and his Undead where the Axe of Krug was sundered into its true form of the Aengul of Courage, Malchediael. As Iblees vanished with the once-Golden Relic into the nether they was confronted by a vicious civil war amongst the demons and dead Iblees once commanded. Struggling to handle its rebellion, he remained and cut off his connection to the remaining mortal Undead and unsummoned his infernal towers. Vaasek found gratification in the strike but does not know how long his antics can keep the archdaemon occupied.

 

It is not known what other secrets Vaasek hides or to what ends he intervenes other than to stir greater misdirection to ensure his safety.


 

Realm

Commonly called ‘the Crow’s Nest’ or ‘the Gallery’ by the few who know of it, Vaasek’s realm Pax is the hermitage of the paranoid daemon. It is here that his true spirit resides within a labyrinthine maze of crude tunnels and caverns within bleak cliffs and mountains which seem to completely disregard the laws of space and defy logic, made to confuse and disorientate any who would dare attempt to traverse them. Worst of all are the monolithic obsidian obelisks that are scattered across the plane whose black surfaces churn and whisper and can hypnotise any whose eyes linger too long upon them and, once hypnotised, will reach out with shadowy limbs and entrap them within; Vaasek’s anxious mind led him to prepare every possible barrier between him and his envisioned demise. The winds howl and whip and the land is chilled and dry, devoid of life save for small locations hidden deep within the convoluted, reality-bending tunnels that run like lattice through the plane. These oases are recreations of things Vaasek has found soothing in his viewing of the mortal plane such as small apple orchards where crows nest, quiet, babbling brooks, or musty library shelves. Here he lingers and copies what he likes as he remains in eternal self-exile and spies upon the outside world.

 

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Following

Because of his intense desire to be entirely forgotten or simply unknown to all others as to protect himself Vaasek does not encourage worshippers or lead orders in his name however he has found a use for a mortal following and loosely possesses one. When the blind are filled with desperation and plead and beg for vision he may intervene and grant their wish by blessing them with a kabalees for which he and they may see through. This allows him a more private and intimate view upon the world by ‘living’ that mortal’s life and is sometimes a better lense for insight than a roaming kabalees as he found with Lady Eldecia and too it allows him much easier influence over their lives and more so if they continue to give themselves to him as willing agents.

 

Vaasek, as per his exile, cannot himself manifest as other deities may nor can he speak. As such his communication is almost entirely through images and emotions akin to visions to his seers however these are fleeting and rare things. However, they are most common in those who have willingly opened themselves before him and deepened their connection through the kabalees and as such garner his blessings.

 


 Present Day

Beyond occupying Iblees with the nether rebellion and possibly acting through Lady Eldecia - who may be dead otherwise - Vaasek currently remains boarded up in Pax while observing the mortal plane, active fates, and a few alternate planes. His surveillance grants him quasi-omniscience but not into the minds of mortals and is likely hoarding many important and valuable secrets albeit they are not necessarily important or valuable to him in his delusional struggle for self preservation. He will likely not initiate large events for the overarching story but could very easily play a role. 
 

Purpose

The literal purpose of his lore is to rework and flesh out Vaasek’s history and interactions with the greater world as to make him a somewhat more relevant daemon; his embodiment of anxiety and delusion led him to create a powerful spy network that could very easily be utilized later on in the story and is the perfect target for a powerful force wanting insider information (if they even know he exists which he prefers not usually). Beyond making him a plot hook he nicely ties adds more to the universe with the concept of his low-grade omniscience such as knowing where Dragur is sealed, knowing the fate of Lady Eldecia (or controlling it) and its implications, and re-explaining Iblees’ nether civil war situation (as previous lore is now somewhat outdated in its explanation) makes him a relevant player in the larger game but not one to physically do much himself. The extent of his applied purpose will come more with a kabalees patron and seer magic submission.
 

 

Citations

Spoiler

Smawton - Consultation, Original Writer
Zarsies - Author

 

Original Vaasek
Rewritten Vaasek
Seers
Dragur
Lady Eldecia
Iblees
The Nether


 

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I really like the idea of ‘the realm’ defying space and logic, makes it really ominous and scary

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Rock it.

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Shall we expect an update to seer of vaseek? (Is it even required with the loregames?) 

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Just now, Starfelt said:

Shall we expect an update to seer of vaseek? (Is it even required with the loregames?) 

Yuh,  Zarsies   is re-writting it!

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1 hour ago, Starfelt said:

Shall we expect an update to seer of vaseek? (Is it even required with the loregames?) 

 

Indeed. Gonna keep the feat concept but also turn it into a magic! It’ll be cool I promise.

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Thank you for submitting your piece! We are currently going through all of the current lore submissions submitted and as there is a backlog it will take a bit longer than normal. Your piece is now under review, a verdict will be given within a month or so.

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This Lore has been accepted. Moved to Implemented Lore, it will be sorted to it's appropriate category soon. Please note that if this is playable lore, such as a magic or CA, you will need to write a guide for this piece. You will be contacted regarding the guide (or implementation if it isn’t needed) shortly.

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