A book standing open in some dark abode near or maybe far from where you now stand; its ink still wet and waiting as if this were but the start.
-=Heir of Mortals=-
“He is dead, he has been dead for some time I have mourned him in private and built him a memorial out of my memories, which is the only private place I have now.” “And even that not so private I do not guard it...” I am Halvor Hadiya, you may have heard of me - author of the Book of Controlling Evil, greatest of those mortals to have come from the Red Academy. I write this tome as an account and guide to all those who would tread the path of ascension.
The Scourging of Degannwy
What strange day and night that has transpired, I am giddy at the very recollection of it. Where I thought to find no project or purpose that might rouse my spirits or fill me with excitement as once known, I now find it in spades and look towards the future. You see, I was curious. One of my men had received reports on the appearance of an old boogeyman, I must admit I indulged more out of amusement than any genuine thought that it might offer tangible results. But in the usual fashion I excelled at all I put my hand to. Drawing the four pointed star and making of it a net I cast my powers out into and to my surprise a legend stepped forth from my word’s.
His Presence
The first thing I knew of him was a sudden change in climate, cold and hot at once. Like my face was held to a fire while the rest of one’s body is submerged in icy water, the room shook and it was in flames he appeared. “Who dares”, “How dares”, “I dare”. I did not know its nature anymore than I knew its history, this left me at a startling disadvantage I seldom dane to put myself in, expecting nothing to happen was my folly. However, I knew he had reappeared after all this time with a purpose. Something yet to complete, I understood if I could be of value I’d be safe. Falling to my knees and service on my lips. “Oh lord, we call you forth to serve. Command us and we shall make you desire so”, I knew at the very least I could outrun my companion.
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Establishing a Permanent Gate
There are such places in this world of ours, places of power, alien ruins and rock formations that jut out of great ley lines that connect to the mantle and the very bones of the Core. Or others still are the scenes of great evil; as I’ve explained in my text the Book of Controlling Evil, EVIL exists. Unbeknown to myself at the time I had linked two places together, one the forest glade of Degannwy and the dark chasm of Sithicus. Like draws like, look at your own friends now how many of them share traits that are disagreeable, now think how many are agreeable. It is the common link that binds all men and even demi-humans together. So why should anything else be different?
To awaken the dormant connection I needed blood, specifically the literal hearts blood of the elves. Some link between them and Sithicus that I am still yet to understand, however the result remained the same. Drawing out a circle followed by the conical four pointed star I was able to draw power to one of these links between places: I killed five elves and offered their hearts to the ritual and upon that casting the ninth circle gate I opened the pathway to legion.
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The book finally shuts, second to last piece of a puzzle never to be completed; the results never recorded.
-=Heir of Mortals II=-
“Souls are the incarnate manifestation of life energy. As such, they contain a vast amount of power…” Spun out across multiverse they form the tether of life, but what happens if one reaches out and pulls on this line, and bit by bit reels it in until one has more than just life energy but the very soul of the land.
This has been my grand experiment in Barovia, where in Dementlieu it was an utter failure here will be my scene of triumph. It has been my careful observation that not only does the natural world around us have so called “life energy”, but certain beings may influence it. Look around you dear reader, what do you see? You see a world drawn in darkness, where the malignant taint of evil can not only be felt but seen, for you see all actions leave their marks.
“It is my observation of the [censored], and his burrowing into the earth to seed [censored] from the environs is one of spiritual consumption, as from eye witness testimony the forest themselves wilting and grew hostile, and seemed at once drained. The very elements lashed out attacking those around them.” In my first volume of Heir of Mortals, I postulate on shared links and like drawing like, for you see it is my theory if there should be great power more will be drawn to it. Like moths to the flame, it is in this I propose.
-The Consumption-
By seeding the ritual site with malignant energy I will be able to draw upon it, to use it as a lance to break through the crust of this world and drink deep of the power within the land. Like that creature before me, for this I will need a ritual site already infused with scenes of violence better yet some underground cavern to bring me closer to the veins and ley lines of the Core.
-The Site-
While I have observed many potential staging grounds for the ritual, the one question that rises to the top is when will they come, it is not paranoia but simple experience that dictates this. Power draws power, and other parasitic life forms such as “would-be-heroes”. A truly inhospitable locale is required. Simply put this leaves but one true location, I have scoured the dark places from hidden labs and black basalt towers, to swamps that pull and suck. The peak of the [censored] and that temple, though I do not know its history I can still feel the malignancy and power of the place by the sheer number of lingering dead. It will do.
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-The Ritual-
Circle ? and ? First I will need to imbue the surroundings with my essence, implant part of myself deep within the earth for this reason I will spill some of my blood and cast of the spells [censored], and an empowered [censored] preparing the land.
? Circle Next I shall transport the very earth of the pit, casting the [censored[ circle spell [censored] I will transfer a portion of the Abyss onto the site, earth or water shall do for my purposes as to bring me closer to a greater aspect.
? Circle Upon completion of these great arcane works, I shall cast of the final spell [censored], that which may sap the very life force from beings in such strength to make them all but a shell. With the combination of all four of these great spells I will draw up the “ambient power” and infuse my own being with it.
“Ascension”
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