[PK] Lots of Druids Dying Lately

[Rig 17579]

(Kairn and Kaz Ithelanen, by @trinn c. 2019).

 

Song

 

"Who am I?"

 

The One-Eyed Coyote sat on the edge of the hill and bore witness to one last sunset. In the distance, the Bear Mani clashed with the trees. It had been some time since the former King of the Dominion of Malin had been a person. Flesh, living blood, and not an animal.

 

However, as he died, it dawned on him.

 

I am Kairn.

 

With that, Brother Leatherback passed on to the Eternal Forest. Fate was awfully cruel, dictating that such a man would go to paradise, but such was the way of the world. Hundreds, if not a thousand, people killed under his command. Cities sacked, villages razed, men and women killed. 

 

As Kairn awoke, it was like the same day when he was cast out of the sky by Malchaediel. A humiliating defeat, one that left him so awestruck that he turned into a Coyote for much of the rest of his natural life. One of the founders of the Ichorian Way alongside Valor, Kairn was likewise responsible for the proliferation of Blood Magic amongst the Druids. Though, arguably, Leatherback was always a Draoi. An Ish'urkal - Dark Shaman - who learned Druidism and wielded sanguine Hemomancy as a belligerent crutch. Called the Green Wizard by the humans, Kairn had lived much of his life alone, and forsaked violence in his later years to make peace with his immoral past as a war criminal. Though he had always craved peace, it was fate that he would always wage war, and some tragedy always brought it to his doorstep. 

 

"Owl?" He greeted his old teacher with surprise before he gazed upon this new, unfamiliar world.

 

Veni, Vidi, Vici.

 

"I came, I saw, I conquered!"

 

Spoiler

Druid Death Vision/Song:

Those few familiar with Kairn, the Leatherback Druid, would sense his impending death. The last of the Thuleans was dead. Those unfamiliar with him would sense something enigmatic, a powerful song, but not necessarily a beautiful one. It was a song like the sound of war drums beating accompanied by the shrieking of the dead and dying.

 

[NightcastorKitty 2779]

 

 

 

 

 

'Karin'ayla Coyote.." 

 

The Ancient Guardian stood in a cast of ever-flowing starlight that glistened off her aquamarine flesh. Her gaze endlessly swirling sea that illuminated her bioluminescent facial features, holding that utterly serene, tranquil look that she was always known for. A hand was outstretched towards him then, gently taking it to guide him up to stand before peering up towards the sky as its colors appeared to ripple, signaling a new departed one entering the forest. 

 

"So many...so frequent. Let us see where our path continues to lead..." 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

[Junoix 2301]

Somewhere within the Eternal Forest, the shell of a Fox wanders, the screaming of dying cubs echoing in her footsteps.

[Nectorist 12869]

The youngest son of Kairn, drowning himself by the bottle once again, feels a twist in his gut. Vomiting on the floor of a Zannite basement, he curses the bad batch of rum and continues to drink to wash out the bile.

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Spoiler

F in the chat 

 

[North 995]

Far, far away, where no man or elf would dare venture, the eldest son of Kairn anguished over the death of his father.