Post by SevereDamage on Nov 8, 2004 1:59:32 GMT -5
A lone figure stands in the darkness just within the glow of fire burning low. He feels the cold deepen as dawn approaches and throws more wood upon the fire.
Near him is the small womanish figure of MacKleric covered in a blanket. His eyes glance around into the surrounding darkness looking for any sign of threat to her. Satisfied that she is safe, he stirs the fire and his eyes are lost in the flames as the nightmare he calls memories take hold of him.
As a boy he grew up in the north lands of Halas. As most north men, he was destined to be a warrior and take his place among his honored kinsmen. His father and his father's father were honored and respected warriors. He followed in thier footsteps, till one day a cruel twist of fate would forever change the course of his life.
It was the day of acention to manhood. This is the day where a boy had proved himself worthy enough to become a man. The town shamman would perform a ritual where they would burn magic symbols into the flesh, giving the man a warriors spirit. What no one knew was the dark elf enchanter which slipped in to the city that night and murdered the shamman in her sleep and desguised herself as the shamman.
She was sent by Innoruuk to create a special vessel of hate, and when it came time to burn the symbols of magic, they were different than any had ever seen before. When the last rune tattoo was burned into SD's flesh, they began to glow on his skin and he felt a door within him open that left his soul naked and bare. It was then the dark wind came and and the first of many evil spirits entered through the open door. He then understood that the symbols were not the symbols of a warrior, but of a gateway which left him open to demons.
In his rage he tapped into the strength of the new demon within him and broke the binding holding him and leaped upon the desguised enchanter. Before anyone could stop him, he had ripped the enchanter's head from his body with his bare hands and stood there covered in blood admist the falling snow. Immediately the citizens of Halas shunned him and drove him from the city. He was now a vessel of evil, and must not be allowed to remain.
He wandered the frozen tundra for some time. He was like a beacon for evil spirits which came to him and entered him violently and feed upon him. After some time living like an animal in a cave, he began to lose his battle agaisnt the demons within him, and they drove him out and sent him eastwards, to the city of Freeport, a known area of concentrated evil.
It was here that the high preist of the church in freeport recieved a vision of a vessel of evil coming and he went out and captured SD and bound him in the darkess dungeon of the church.
They used him to cast out evil spirits of others and then sent them into SD. Till he went completely mad and nothing human remained in him.
There in the darkness he lay when he heard the soft humming. It was beyond beautiful, and it cut through him like a knife, yet cooled and calmed the savage beast within. He felt the demons within retreat in terror, and for the first time he felt peace. It was the soft voice of a woman. It had such a magical quality to it. When the young woman came to the cell, she reached out her hand to pet what she thought was a dog but pulled back her hand startled when she realized this was a man! She dropped the food and ran away, troubled at the sight she had seen.
After she left the demons re-emerged.
Months passed and the transfer of demons continued. Till one day, younge female was summoned to attend an exorcisim of an evil spirit. She was timid as she was summoned to the dungeons and to the very cell she had seen the man who looked like an animal, but she knew she needed to obey the church and stood nearby the high priest of freeport. She watched as he began the exorcisim and pulled the evil spirit out of the person and commanded it to enter into SD's body as it had numerious times before, but this time the evil spirit refused. The high preist fought against the evil spirit and in the struggle the gate to the cell was damaged and SD was free. He leapt upon the guards killing them with his own chains. The High priest tried to flee but SD pounced like a wild animal upon him and was about to kill the one reponsible for sending countless demons into his body, when he heard MacKleric's voice cry out,
"STOP!"
Trembling she reached out her hand and placed it upon the half man half beast.
"Please, stop. Don't hurt him."
Again as before the magical symbols on his body began to glow and the demons scurried to the darkess recesses of his mind in fear of the presence and voice. A calm peace washed over him, and he crawled to her feet and lay there weeping, begging to be killed before the demons could return.
The High priest took this opportunity to escape and flee the dungeon.
The young cleric tended to the man and used her healing magic to heal what looked like claw marks all over his body. She covered him with a blanket and led him from the dungeon.
The high priest sent for MacKleric and thanked her for sparing his life. He did not know how or why, but he recognised she had some sort of power over this man, this vessel of evil. He could not allow the knowledge of what the church was doing to become public and ordered the man be killed as an act of mercy. MacKleric requested that his life be spared and that she would take the responsibility.
For months she cared for him, he followed her everywhere and did everything he was told. Only when she was near would the peace come, when she left him, the demons would return. Soon he was able to recapture some of the sanity, and pledge undying devotion in service to her.
She had become his only peace and was the only one who had ever showed him kindness since the day of his curse. Many times he had prayed in the darkness for death, for the first time he prayed for life so that he might give it in service to her. His greatest fear was for her to leave him, and the 1000s of demons re-emerging to claim him once again.
Near him is the small womanish figure of MacKleric covered in a blanket. His eyes glance around into the surrounding darkness looking for any sign of threat to her. Satisfied that she is safe, he stirs the fire and his eyes are lost in the flames as the nightmare he calls memories take hold of him.
As a boy he grew up in the north lands of Halas. As most north men, he was destined to be a warrior and take his place among his honored kinsmen. His father and his father's father were honored and respected warriors. He followed in thier footsteps, till one day a cruel twist of fate would forever change the course of his life.
It was the day of acention to manhood. This is the day where a boy had proved himself worthy enough to become a man. The town shamman would perform a ritual where they would burn magic symbols into the flesh, giving the man a warriors spirit. What no one knew was the dark elf enchanter which slipped in to the city that night and murdered the shamman in her sleep and desguised herself as the shamman.
She was sent by Innoruuk to create a special vessel of hate, and when it came time to burn the symbols of magic, they were different than any had ever seen before. When the last rune tattoo was burned into SD's flesh, they began to glow on his skin and he felt a door within him open that left his soul naked and bare. It was then the dark wind came and and the first of many evil spirits entered through the open door. He then understood that the symbols were not the symbols of a warrior, but of a gateway which left him open to demons.
In his rage he tapped into the strength of the new demon within him and broke the binding holding him and leaped upon the desguised enchanter. Before anyone could stop him, he had ripped the enchanter's head from his body with his bare hands and stood there covered in blood admist the falling snow. Immediately the citizens of Halas shunned him and drove him from the city. He was now a vessel of evil, and must not be allowed to remain.
He wandered the frozen tundra for some time. He was like a beacon for evil spirits which came to him and entered him violently and feed upon him. After some time living like an animal in a cave, he began to lose his battle agaisnt the demons within him, and they drove him out and sent him eastwards, to the city of Freeport, a known area of concentrated evil.
It was here that the high preist of the church in freeport recieved a vision of a vessel of evil coming and he went out and captured SD and bound him in the darkess dungeon of the church.
They used him to cast out evil spirits of others and then sent them into SD. Till he went completely mad and nothing human remained in him.
There in the darkness he lay when he heard the soft humming. It was beyond beautiful, and it cut through him like a knife, yet cooled and calmed the savage beast within. He felt the demons within retreat in terror, and for the first time he felt peace. It was the soft voice of a woman. It had such a magical quality to it. When the young woman came to the cell, she reached out her hand to pet what she thought was a dog but pulled back her hand startled when she realized this was a man! She dropped the food and ran away, troubled at the sight she had seen.
After she left the demons re-emerged.
Months passed and the transfer of demons continued. Till one day, younge female was summoned to attend an exorcisim of an evil spirit. She was timid as she was summoned to the dungeons and to the very cell she had seen the man who looked like an animal, but she knew she needed to obey the church and stood nearby the high priest of freeport. She watched as he began the exorcisim and pulled the evil spirit out of the person and commanded it to enter into SD's body as it had numerious times before, but this time the evil spirit refused. The high preist fought against the evil spirit and in the struggle the gate to the cell was damaged and SD was free. He leapt upon the guards killing them with his own chains. The High priest tried to flee but SD pounced like a wild animal upon him and was about to kill the one reponsible for sending countless demons into his body, when he heard MacKleric's voice cry out,
"STOP!"
Trembling she reached out her hand and placed it upon the half man half beast.
"Please, stop. Don't hurt him."
Again as before the magical symbols on his body began to glow and the demons scurried to the darkess recesses of his mind in fear of the presence and voice. A calm peace washed over him, and he crawled to her feet and lay there weeping, begging to be killed before the demons could return.
The High priest took this opportunity to escape and flee the dungeon.
The young cleric tended to the man and used her healing magic to heal what looked like claw marks all over his body. She covered him with a blanket and led him from the dungeon.
The high priest sent for MacKleric and thanked her for sparing his life. He did not know how or why, but he recognised she had some sort of power over this man, this vessel of evil. He could not allow the knowledge of what the church was doing to become public and ordered the man be killed as an act of mercy. MacKleric requested that his life be spared and that she would take the responsibility.
For months she cared for him, he followed her everywhere and did everything he was told. Only when she was near would the peace come, when she left him, the demons would return. Soon he was able to recapture some of the sanity, and pledge undying devotion in service to her.
She had become his only peace and was the only one who had ever showed him kindness since the day of his curse. Many times he had prayed in the darkness for death, for the first time he prayed for life so that he might give it in service to her. His greatest fear was for her to leave him, and the 1000s of demons re-emerging to claim him once again.
