Post by dragonforgotten on Jun 24, 2019 15:24:12 GMT -5
I place down my pen finishing my scribing. Three days of writing. Ive done all i could, there is nothing left these books can teach now that will help us in the fight. One week, we have one week till the end. I lean back in the chair, balancing it on its back legs. I stare at the ceiling, a hand over the tattoo. Karsi had tried to talk to Her again during my cram session, all ended in a failure. The first day Runar dragged me from my desk in a panic as he shows me the state karsi in. She was drooling all over herself, babbling nonsense as she crawled on the floor like an infant. I had to tie her to the bed with Runars help so no one would see a mad woman walking the streets of waterdeep. These people need to feel that we can do this even if i have doubts. I never taken our role as officers of waterdeep seriously but these people deserve some hope in their short lives. The second day i'm called again to her room. the foolish girl has done it again and has also failed again. I give her some paints and a large bare white room and let her make a mess of herself for the day, locking her in the magnificent mansion while i go see what Ulrich and Morrigan are going. I spy Morrigan looking very happy with herself and her huge bag of gold hugged to her chest, I see Ulrich finally has found that magic bow and he buys it with out any hesitation from the shifty eyed store owner., I see Grahz once again praying to Bahumut for success. When the day is over i find Karsi has covered every inch of that room in paint. Im at the desk finishing up when hobs calls me. She did it again, once again failing. Im done with her s***. She fights me hard as i drag her into the mansion as she wails and screams for corn. I tell the servants to deal with it and shut her in again. This seems to knock some sense into her head because she doesn't do it anymore.
On the fourth day I grab my orb. My memories are back but they are still are not perfect, the memories of the Well of Dragons are the ones that didn't survive unscathed by the conversion from Sully to Omen. Ive been to the Well but the details are lost to time. I lived in a time before the current red Wyrmspeaker, when the cult was still fighting amongst each other for power. I at least have a name. Here goes nothing.
"Show me Severin Silrajin." The crystal begins to cloud and i begin to focus into its depths. I begin to see something till suddenly my neck begins to burn as eyes flash in my minds eye. I gasp pulling away, my strength gone. A cold sweat breaks across my skin. this has never happened before.
I try again the next day. I hesitate, afraid as i gaze into its depths.
"Show me Sererin Silrajin!." I feel myself getting farther. I see it! AAA! My entire throat burns, the pain even worst
Next day i can barley keep my hands still, sweat running down my brow.
"S-show me Sererin Silrajin!" I begin to see something clear then day. The well. Suddenly its snatched away replaced by a pair of many evil eyes and a draconic laugh. I cry screaming in pain, my hands fly to my eyes dropping the orb, my throat closing up. When the episode pass i pull my hands away blinking. Everything is blur but eventual everything comes back. I stare into my hands to find blood. This was a mistake. I sit their trembling in fear.
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I finally told the group my real identity just as promised back in Skyreach. I had sat then down in my war room and with hands clasped in front of my face i told them
"I was Suliman Farsight, White Dragonsoul of the dragon cult, formerly known as Sully by close friends. I was the former leader of the Fangs of Bahumut. A splinter faction of cultist rebellion that was crushed years ago. I was killed during that fall but i revived in a defective clone and survived. " Grahz does a spit take and stains my carpet and i get a variety of reactions ranging from shock and confusing except from karsi and Runar who most definitly know. Morriggan looks me up and down confused.
"So... your name is Sully."
"It was. Just call me Omen."
"So... How old are you?
"65."
"Dammmnnnnn...." I know i'm old, dont rub it in.
"Soo.... What was my fortune anyway? You had me pull card but never said anything."
"Thats what happens when you get me stone cold drunk." I take out my cards and start shuffling..
"Draw two more." She does and i start the song and dance again through Thaumaturgy.
"Ace of Penticales- Earthly Abundence
In the hand of wealth you steped on thorns but emerge like a pheonixed clothed in the colors of your past. Sights and sounds of viberancy you stepped i time to fate, to be brought before your desires."
I flip the next card.
"Four of wands- a fire symbol, Unbridled joy
the gods favor the bold, the bold favor the gods.The challenge is over. You climbed the mountain and claimed the world but there is still one left waiting for you to fall. You earn to drink the fruits of your effort. Enjoy for the queen never sleeps. The queen stirs awake
"So whats my future?" I ask charley the dragon headed servant to swat her over the head and shush her before i continue.
"Five of swords reversed- An air symbol- Victory
"I like the sound of that one." She earns another swat as the servant tilts her chair threatening to drop her on my hard wood floor. I turn my eyes back to the cards.
"The time has come, the eye, the connary, the raven, the creator, the arrow, guild the way as the pheonix soars to her fate. Will she return to ash or will she smoulder and sing her last song. Alone would be the end of her fate but her fortress is strong tied together by the colors of her weave. The raven plucks the jewel."
"I don't have a single clue what this means. Does that mean we win."
"Only if we claim it."
I look back at everyone.
"I have one more thing to share. Gifted to me a decade ago I'm going to share the words of Savras of our fates."
I sigh, looking them dead in the eye
"The dragons tears the land the sunder, death and ash is the end of our ties. On the day of prophecy the end will come and the mother of dragons shall once again rein with her children. At the end of all hope heros shall decend to save their homes. There are only two fates. they shall scatter to ash or they shall be the deliverance to this world. Only you can guild them. That is what he left me before giving me glimpses of our finial end."
I blink back the tears, hands on the table as i stand up.
"In case we don't survive. I wanted to tell you all that i care deeply for everyone. I have the deepest respect. It was an honor fighting along side you all."
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I woke up before the sun came up, my neck throbbing in pain. I take up a hand mirror and pull the collar of my shirt down. The mark is glowing red again like hot iron. What will happen to me once i face her? Will this mark be my demise? I spy Hobs sitting on the end of my bed always awake and watching.
"Hobs." his eyes turn to me as i hold my arms out. He crawls into them as i snuggle him. I beckon Dusty to me and he nuzzles my neck
"This could be our last fight my friends. We've done everything we could and now we march to either the ends of our fates or the start of a new future. I would leave you here for your own safety but it would be pointless wouldn't it." Hobs gives me a lick on the cheek.
"I shall always serve you master."
I look at dusty.
"thank you for beginning my familiar for all these years. I wont bring you into this battle my friend. The fires will be too much even for you."
"I love you master. It's been a ride to be your familiar and i hope there will be more years to come." He gives me some owl kisses. I wipe the tears away. My neck still hurts. the hours are upon us soon. There something i must do.
I get out of bed and get dress and i head to Dagult Neverember office. Im not stopped with a little suggestion and badge flashing. It seems he's just as restless as i am, already in armor.
"Oh it's you. What the hell do you want?"
"As one of the leaders of Neverwinter i have a last request should i parish." He snarls but doesn't fight me.
"Fine, what do you want."
"Should we fail i want the Porters, Halflings of half baked goods to be protected. I don't care what it takes but they will be secured first. Second, I would like this note delivered should i meet my fate." I slide a letter across his desk. "Third if we are victorious i want to materials to continue my work, a job, and sacantuary to any that comes to my land." the lord is not amused with me demanding things of him but he understands my demands taking the letter.
"Very well. I'll see that your will is carried out by my subordinate should we fail."
I give a stiff hand shake of agreement. Im honestly surprised he agreed to a lot of my demand. Mostly like because he believes he'll die among his men tomorrow just like i fear i will among my comrades. Of course death is kinder than Tiamat.
"I hope you fight well tomorrow."
"As do I. Gods help us if we fail."
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We march, the allies we gathered together at least. Metallic dragons glide over our heads, giants stomp the earth, legions of wizards and soldiers march behind our backs prepared for our last stand. This will be a glorious war. We must look like a team of bada*** walking with an army at our backs. The pain is agonizing. Each step i take closer to the well gets more intense by the hour but at least i know where i am going. I use this to my advantage, acting as a guild through the caverns and woods trying to dodge detection from evil dragons and cultists. I stumble falling to my knees as we nearly there, sweat on my borrow. Karsi hooks my arm pit and helps me up.
"Are you going to be ok. You look.."
"Terrible. Im aware. Don't worry about me. I'll feel better once this is done." or I'll combust in flames as punishment for defiance. Whatever comes first. She looks at me with pity. We reach our destination, the well within sight as evil dragons fight and wheel in the skies. We make camp inside an old cave hidden with the side of the mountain. We make plans and i talk to the Arcane brotherhood holding my teaching books to them.
"Can you hold these for me. Im going to be going somewhere where i can not use them." They look at my collection beaming.
"Of course." With a weave of hands my books are gone. I better get these back if we live. I tell them our plan, they seem to think there hot **** but they do listen to me for some extent. Might be because i had voiced interest in their group before. I still kind of am but they seem to have no left that tower very often.
Me and the gang speak to Elia discussing how we are going to do this. Grahz proposes we cause havoc by having metallic dragons disguise themselves and cause confusion. the giants will protect the mages and the dragons will fight dragons, the soldiers assault the front force. It's genius. We need more information and there are voices and volunteers by the harpers to scout the area but i raise my hand.
"There is no need to put yourselves in jeopardy. My sight will guide us." I cast the Arcane eye and cross the scared land i circle the fortress to find multiple entrances, some with sacrifices, some with gold being wheeled in. All with cultists and none of them looking like a good entrance. then i spy a tunnel, unguarded and unmanned with only a stone wall in the way that can easily be broken by Grahz muscles which leads to the middle of the castle.
"And people say divination magic is weak." I boast as the harper agents look relieved to not be putting their lives at risk. The plan is simple. Through the chaos of battle we sneak in.
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With the war at our backs we sneak in undetected and I'm glowing with pride with haven adverted distractions. Im not sure about this wall though. it would be nice not to attract attention. Suddenly Grahz begins pulling out paint in front of the wall.
"Umm Grahz, what are you doing again?" He only smiles and starts painting a crude stone archway in the stone wall. Then the drawing is no longer a drawing and is a stone archway. I look at him amazed.
"You. Are genius." I had honestly forgotten he had those. We scale the wall and as i make it up theres this creepy mother f***** standing there mysterously as Jin do charges and stabs at him. We dont have time for him. I cast a spell and the undead man is now a corgi puppy. What can i say. It was the first thing i could think of. I pick up the puppy. I dont have much of an arm but now we can just jump the man all at once.
"Hey guys! I turned the man into a puppy! We can all get a piece of him once everyones-." Suddenly an arrow strikes the puppy in the head and i see the smug face of Zak staring at my horrorifed face.
"What the f*** have you've done!!" The puppy is now a stunned man again and he falls over me and pins me on the ground like dead weight. With him vulnerable on the ground everyone gives him a piece. Grahz chops, Ulrich and Zak shoot, karsi blasts and me and the rest begin zapping the every living hell out of him. He's dead before he knows what happened. I glare at Zak.
"I thought i told you no more of your nonsense!! We are at war! This is no time for glory shots you ****!" He blows me off. Il'l kill this man when this s*** is over. I cant stand his disregard for any of us. He shoots at friend or foes without abandon and i cant stand his hot streak ruinning plans. We approach the door and Grahz once agin paints us a new door and we enter.
There are wizards everywhere and i feel small in comparison by the amount of raw arcane power surging through this place. Red, white, blue, black, and green wizards are all persent. The one man behind everything hovers in the center of this room infront of a swirling force of energy and color. Serevin with the complete mask in all its glory. I try to block out the pain from my throat as my eyes meet the other wizards. If things hadn't changed we would have been the ones standing in those spots, chanting those words. Then i spy a familar wizard. Rath Modar. I would gladly like to kill him myself but duty before pleasure. Servine can not complete the ritual. He needs to die.
Everything blurs for me. Im ingulfed by fire and pain and filled with anguish and rage as I feel Hobs die.
"You B*****!"
I start faltering in my conviction and lean heavily against the door as the pain and fear consumes me. It's no use. I cant defy her.
"Omen! We need you!" I look up to see Karsi yell back at me as she pummels the red mage with all she has. I think back to my tarot car. The Knight of Swords. I clench my fist. No more hesitation, the call the action is here. I charge running and teleporting as fast as i can go. The Servine and the black wizard fall and die but why hasnt the ritual stopped?! I grab the elemental gem and call it too me aid. We need to get the mask out of here!
"Get the crown!" The elemental charges. then I'm ingulfed in ice and fire....
I snap out of it awake as i crawl back to my legs. The elemental rampaging out of control! Wracked by guilt.
"Im sorry!!" It takes down Zak and i fear it's going to try and finish off Karsi who has her hands on the mask before Runar kills it. Thank the gods! Karsi places it on her head.
"Run Karsi! Run as far as you can!" I scream frantic and desperate as i confront the white mage. Suddenly she's no longer there, she at the door again and continues to run. The surviving mages eyes widen in terror.
"NOOOOOO!!!" With a deafening snap the surge of magic in the center of the room condenses and arcane lightening strike every cult mage in the room. The white mage falls at my feet dead as she turns to dust and scatters. I run my fingers through the robes. That could have easily been me. Looks like Tiamat really didnt care about them after all. Suddenly the pain swells in my neck and I'm stunned to see wisps of smoke coming from my neck. For once true terror and pain englufs me. The castle shakes violently and it takes Runar hooking me by the arm to pick me up and run. We reach outside just in time to see the enter place fall. He me on the ground, worry on his face. Im honestly questioning if I'll be ok. Im burning but for once atleast i feel free. At least if Tiamat is going to dust me like she did with the other guys then atleast i went down fighting. The cheering is deafening around me and i can only muster a smile through the pain. Karsi drops to my side hugging me.
"We did it! Its finally over!" my grin grow but i cant hide the pain in my eyes.
"Yes we did." Suddenly we are lifted up in the air and Grahz scoops up everyone in a bone crushing hug.
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We are proclaimed hero's and paraded through the streets. Thousands of people from men woman, children act all gathered to greet us as we step thought waterdeeps gates. they certainly give us a heroes welcome, its ashamed that i havent been feeling well. With Tiamat once again trapped in hell and the cult scattered the burning has stopped but all that left is a sickening feeling of nausea that torments me. I feel like theres a knife in my stomach. None of the healers understand why. On the first day on the trip back i feared i was going to die but it seems that its not my time yet. The moment i got back and escaped the large celebration i crawled into bed with the help of karsi. For a week i was visited by both cleric, Runar, and doctors trying to manage the pain. This lasted for about a week till the pain finally began to fade. To my suprise when i look at my neck the tattoo has also faded, only a shadow of a mark remains, no longer standing out like a brand but nearly transparent on my skin. It was then a thought came to me. With the cult gone i can finally visit neverwinter. I start packing my bag and i knock on her and Runars room. She open the door in casual cloths, her bump has now become more noticeable and is taking this as well as Karsi deals with stress.. Being moody. Looks like i caught her on one of those days.
"I already told you i am not writing anymore bloody autographs-! Oh hi Omen, feeling better?"
"Yes I'm feeling better. I was wonder, want to get out of this city for a change." She closes the door in my face and i hear a flurry of movement. Not a moment later she has her bag ready and a smile on her face.
"Lets go!"
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We step through the teleportation circle complaining about my skills at drawing a circle. I take in the air of never winter taking in my home for fives years. its been too long since ive been back.
"Where are we going anyway."
"You'll see." Soon the towering structor of Styxwell academy comes into view and a knowing "oh" echos from Karsi as i chuckle. We walk through the halls, making fun of the paintings till i approach the counter.
"Good day madam, is professor Styxwell in today."
"Do you have an appointment hun-." the secutary is startled to see my face again and drops her papers in shock.
"Omen! We thought you died!"
"Well, the worlds still here so obviously not. Now I know he's a busy man but I'm a busy woman being one of the hero of faurian."
"yes. of course. This way." She walks us through the halls and i catch students starting to crowd the doors gossiping. Hops, the new Hobs peeks his head out of the bag and some of the students go into a flurry of speculation. I had quiet the reputation here. they didn't think i would get this far. How much i want to peek into their heads to know what there thinking. We make it to the doors and I'm told to wait when he's done with the meeting. He doesn't get to. He doesnt get to brush me off now being a Archmage myself.
I kick open the door and walk in past the flustered secretary. The man of the hour stand up from his desk and so do two other stuffy old professors. he looks like hes about to scold whoever marched in here till he sees my face and it looks like he's seen a ghost. The other two lose all color in there face.
"Hello Professors." I stride into the room and reach into my pocket and pull out a folded peice of paper. I unfold it and place it on his desk. My letter of expulsion, signed by him for me haven missed exams to save a friend.
"I am an Archmage now. I did it without your help. Next time you should listen to your students." I take my leave, not looking back with the letter on his desk.
He doesn't say a word. Gutless.
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We stand outside the barkery. Karsi is positively beam as she rushes for the door but i take a step back. She notices my hesitation.
"Whats wrong?"
"What if they don't see me as their child anymore. Ive changed so much." Karsi smiles taking my hand.
"Your smart, you know it wouldnt change anything." I linger there and then take her hand and she walks me through my short childhood home. the bell chimes and the smell of brownies waft through the air. A wizened halfing man stands behind the counter, standing on a stool.
"Good day madams. Welcome to half baked goods, what can i get you he says. Karsi smiles.
"Actual, I'm just here for a visit. My friend here has been dying to see you all again." She steps aside to reveal me.
"Hi, dad." He drops the glass he was cleaning and tears of joy springs to his eyes.
"Margret! Kids! Omens home!" theres a thundering of foot step echo upstairs as three halfling children pounce from the shadows hugging My legs. Mr and Mrs Porter then join them and I bend down and easily scoop them up in my arms with a smile on my face.
"Im sorry i never wrote to any of you. It was too dangerous."
"Did you find what you were looking for dear." Mrs Porter asks with a smile wiping the tears out of her eyes.
"I did. My name was Sully."
"Awww, does that mean we get to call you Sully bear now."
"No."
With the excitement dying down. The Porters are introduced to karsi and Mrs Porters fawns on her once she notices she is with child.
"This cause for a celebration! it's time for our famous Stew!" Cries Mr Porter as he stumbled to the kitchen.
"Yes. it does."
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I spend the next few months in bordom. Training karsi in motherhood. She's not been happy with her figure runined. The gang has stayed together not wanting to part next. Morrigan has met someone. I kind of wonder who it is.
I curl up in bed back in waterdeep in my mansion feeling like c*** again. It’s been getting better but today is not the day. The sharp stabbing pain in my abdomen is so painful. I used my cure minor wounds each day but it doesn’t ebb the pain. I once again run through the same question again as I grit my teeth in pain. What is happening to me? I close my eyes trying to get some sleep till the pericing voice of karsi starts screaming through my ears.
Groaning I pull out of bed slowly.
I hobble to the door, fling it open with an arm around my stomach. A annoyed scowl on my face.
“I know your pregnant but can’t I get some god damn piece and quiet!-“ Karsi steps aside, a small smile on her face and I see him. Blond hair, grey eyes, tall, wearing an old brown robe with a crimson scarf around his neck. I can feel the blood drain form my face. No. It cant be.
“Sully.” Red whispers afraid. He reaches out to touch me. Faster than lightning fast I have him at the tip of insurance inches from his throat.
“Give me one good reason I shouldn’t. Red”
He doesn’t give an answer, tears spring to his eyes. I can feel my eyes go wide. It can’t be. It’s not possible. The dagger lowers and suddenly the man crumpled into my arms hugging me like his life depended on it.
“It was so dark and cold. I- I was decaying from the inside for so long.
After your passing I had to carry on alone. I couldn’t do it. I was sacrificed for my weakness but then here I was again. I didn’t even feel angry for what they did to me. Only nothing. It was Like I’ve been trapped in a cage unable able to laugh or cry or scream... I’m sorry! I’m so so sorry!”
I dropped my dagger as it clattered to the ground, hands shaking. I buries my face into his collar weeped into each other’s arm. I take in his rustic scent. It’s not a copy or a dream. I’m holding the man I thought I lost a long time ago.
I run my hand through his hair as he pats me on the back. Eventual we gain control over ourselves and part
“I can’t tell you how long I’ve missed you. The real you Sirius.” He smiles eyes welling up again and I ask the question that’s been plaguing me.
“Where’s everyone else?” The small smile he had grows serious and mournful.
“There not coming. I spoke with Calex before I went out to find you. They’ve all gone into hiding. They couldn’t face you after everything we did. Even I did but I.. I..”
Suddenly I’m kissing him. He wraps his arms around my waist as he wrap mine around his neck. Suddenly Karsi screaming causes us to jump apart and I'm confused with myself till i turn all my focus to karsis voice. When i step out of the room i find her on the stair clutching her stomach. I rush to her side.
“You have the worst timing karsi!”
I lead karsi into her and runars suite. She can barely work and I know what is happening to her. It’s time!
“What’s happening to me!?” She’s panicking. gos se.
“Your having the baby! Red! Get your ass in here and help!”
He pokes his head in as get her on the bed. He looks confused till he spies karsi on the bed sweating and clutching her stomach.
“gos se!”
I would have preferred the bath for her but there’s no time now. I point a finger at three servants.
“You. Get Runar. You get warm water and a towel. And you help me out of her robe.” I finish pointing at reds he pales.
“Me!?
“Did I stutter? Just do it!”
He does what I say but I can see from the look on his face I’m losing him fast.
“Omen I’m dying!”
“Your not dying! Your going to be fine!” This is getting hard on me. My demise was so similar. Where the firk! ding! blast! is everyone when you need them!? Karsi is hyperventilating and I have to tell her to relax and breath as she crushes my fingers.
“Red you need to stay with me. I can’t lose you now.”
“I can’t do this. All I see is you and the blood. I can’t! I just can’t go through this again!” He’s devolved into ramblings.
I free my hand and walk towards him. Then Slap him across the face. He stops so I grab him by the shoulder
“Don’t think about back then. I need you here and now.” He looks at me cupping my face with his hands.
“OMEN!”
“gos se right, sorry! The servants return with what I ask her and I get to work as I hold her hand again, red at her feet.
“Your going to have to listen to me carefully. Don’t fight it. When I say push you push. Just think about that time you killed that dragon and it will be over quick.”
She looks at me with a pained smile and nods. l instructed her through the entire process like someone did with me in another life as she screams and cries. She keeps begging for me for it to be over but I continue to tell her the stories of our funny moments we had. I happens so fast i dont even know what happened but i am now holding the baby.
Just as I snap back to the doorway Runar finally comes rushing into the room along with everyone else. With them here i can finially breath and i collapse in a chair once Karsi has her child. I forgot how stressful this is. At least dispite everything everyone pulled through.
I take a step outside and Red joins me. After everything we've experienced and been though he still found me.
"So, the promise is broken isnt it."
"It is
"Red, theres something i need to tell you."
"Same for me."
"Will you Marry me." We blink owlishly and then laugh.
"Glade i wasn't the only one thinking of it."
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Since the day we stopped Tiamat i began to put my plans in motion.Through the teachings of Elia and the Arcane brotherhood mages I established a fortress through magic and gave everyone a place and a home ontop of the ruins of my old home before Omen. Through the combined powers of mine and Sirius we turned it into a force to be respected. I took in any young cult members who wish for redemption through heavy scrunitty and any who wish to come to learn or become warriors to prevent that catastphory from repeating. We work closely with Luskans Arcane brotherhood and should the need arise i come to aid them. It's like a partnership. I dubbed my organization The Arcane Blade. Ive become a mix of feild agent and head of my institute at Farsight Fortress. Should my men call for my aid i stride to the battle feild and lay waste. In my spare time i travel the multiverse taking notes, sometimes with Red sometimes by myself or with Karsi. Ive never been one to live the quiet life.
Not one to always be tied down i joined Morriggan in her fantastical circus to first the castle every weekend to check on progress. She needed a palm reader and divinator and i needed money. I almost had a heart attack finding out she fell for a god damn Mindflayer. HOW?! I care for her and I pray for her. That girl needs all the help she can get. Ive grown in even more power and I've once again perpared a clone of the heroes of world should we ever be needed. I doubt it but it gives me some peace of mind. they dont have to take it should they die but if they ever meet an untimely end it makes me feel better. Grahz stayed around for a few years but soon left, the quiet life unbefitting him. Young Zola is very fond of me, constantly watching my magic at work. Red has been all over her. I think he's too soft. You cant spoil her like that expect good things. Ulrich has created a very popular tavern in the fortress and it attracts alot of buissness. He ran it for a short time while i finished teaching him magic. It was then that it hit me. S***, I'm getting old. Zolas two now and I'm like what? 25, 26 physical. I think he sensed his age to. One night on our last lesson he started to get cryptic and told him sometimes you just have to grab life by the reins.the Next day i find a note and the bars now under new management. It's a somber moment that the gang has started to go there own ways. Zolas already one for gods sake. Its been hard. Everytime i look at Zola i think about my poor boy. Eliza. With the curse gone what has happened to my son? Secretly I've talked to the brotherhood. They use to have a history with Necromatic magic and theyv'e informed me of a silver of hope. I need to get him back.
-Omen the Farsighted
Archman and leader of the Arcane Blade
On the fourth day I grab my orb. My memories are back but they are still are not perfect, the memories of the Well of Dragons are the ones that didn't survive unscathed by the conversion from Sully to Omen. Ive been to the Well but the details are lost to time. I lived in a time before the current red Wyrmspeaker, when the cult was still fighting amongst each other for power. I at least have a name. Here goes nothing.
"Show me Severin Silrajin." The crystal begins to cloud and i begin to focus into its depths. I begin to see something till suddenly my neck begins to burn as eyes flash in my minds eye. I gasp pulling away, my strength gone. A cold sweat breaks across my skin. this has never happened before.
I try again the next day. I hesitate, afraid as i gaze into its depths.
"Show me Sererin Silrajin!." I feel myself getting farther. I see it! AAA! My entire throat burns, the pain even worst
Next day i can barley keep my hands still, sweat running down my brow.
"S-show me Sererin Silrajin!" I begin to see something clear then day. The well. Suddenly its snatched away replaced by a pair of many evil eyes and a draconic laugh. I cry screaming in pain, my hands fly to my eyes dropping the orb, my throat closing up. When the episode pass i pull my hands away blinking. Everything is blur but eventual everything comes back. I stare into my hands to find blood. This was a mistake. I sit their trembling in fear.
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I finally told the group my real identity just as promised back in Skyreach. I had sat then down in my war room and with hands clasped in front of my face i told them
"I was Suliman Farsight, White Dragonsoul of the dragon cult, formerly known as Sully by close friends. I was the former leader of the Fangs of Bahumut. A splinter faction of cultist rebellion that was crushed years ago. I was killed during that fall but i revived in a defective clone and survived. " Grahz does a spit take and stains my carpet and i get a variety of reactions ranging from shock and confusing except from karsi and Runar who most definitly know. Morriggan looks me up and down confused.
"So... your name is Sully."
"It was. Just call me Omen."
"So... How old are you?
"65."
"Dammmnnnnn...." I know i'm old, dont rub it in.
"Soo.... What was my fortune anyway? You had me pull card but never said anything."
"Thats what happens when you get me stone cold drunk." I take out my cards and start shuffling..
"Draw two more." She does and i start the song and dance again through Thaumaturgy.
"Ace of Penticales- Earthly Abundence
In the hand of wealth you steped on thorns but emerge like a pheonixed clothed in the colors of your past. Sights and sounds of viberancy you stepped i time to fate, to be brought before your desires."
I flip the next card.
"Four of wands- a fire symbol, Unbridled joy
the gods favor the bold, the bold favor the gods.The challenge is over. You climbed the mountain and claimed the world but there is still one left waiting for you to fall. You earn to drink the fruits of your effort. Enjoy for the queen never sleeps. The queen stirs awake
"So whats my future?" I ask charley the dragon headed servant to swat her over the head and shush her before i continue.
"Five of swords reversed- An air symbol- Victory
"I like the sound of that one." She earns another swat as the servant tilts her chair threatening to drop her on my hard wood floor. I turn my eyes back to the cards.
"The time has come, the eye, the connary, the raven, the creator, the arrow, guild the way as the pheonix soars to her fate. Will she return to ash or will she smoulder and sing her last song. Alone would be the end of her fate but her fortress is strong tied together by the colors of her weave. The raven plucks the jewel."
"I don't have a single clue what this means. Does that mean we win."
"Only if we claim it."
I look back at everyone.
"I have one more thing to share. Gifted to me a decade ago I'm going to share the words of Savras of our fates."
I sigh, looking them dead in the eye
"The dragons tears the land the sunder, death and ash is the end of our ties. On the day of prophecy the end will come and the mother of dragons shall once again rein with her children. At the end of all hope heros shall decend to save their homes. There are only two fates. they shall scatter to ash or they shall be the deliverance to this world. Only you can guild them. That is what he left me before giving me glimpses of our finial end."
I blink back the tears, hands on the table as i stand up.
"In case we don't survive. I wanted to tell you all that i care deeply for everyone. I have the deepest respect. It was an honor fighting along side you all."
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I woke up before the sun came up, my neck throbbing in pain. I take up a hand mirror and pull the collar of my shirt down. The mark is glowing red again like hot iron. What will happen to me once i face her? Will this mark be my demise? I spy Hobs sitting on the end of my bed always awake and watching.
"Hobs." his eyes turn to me as i hold my arms out. He crawls into them as i snuggle him. I beckon Dusty to me and he nuzzles my neck
"This could be our last fight my friends. We've done everything we could and now we march to either the ends of our fates or the start of a new future. I would leave you here for your own safety but it would be pointless wouldn't it." Hobs gives me a lick on the cheek.
"I shall always serve you master."
I look at dusty.
"thank you for beginning my familiar for all these years. I wont bring you into this battle my friend. The fires will be too much even for you."
"I love you master. It's been a ride to be your familiar and i hope there will be more years to come." He gives me some owl kisses. I wipe the tears away. My neck still hurts. the hours are upon us soon. There something i must do.
I get out of bed and get dress and i head to Dagult Neverember office. Im not stopped with a little suggestion and badge flashing. It seems he's just as restless as i am, already in armor.
"Oh it's you. What the hell do you want?"
"As one of the leaders of Neverwinter i have a last request should i parish." He snarls but doesn't fight me.
"Fine, what do you want."
"Should we fail i want the Porters, Halflings of half baked goods to be protected. I don't care what it takes but they will be secured first. Second, I would like this note delivered should i meet my fate." I slide a letter across his desk. "Third if we are victorious i want to materials to continue my work, a job, and sacantuary to any that comes to my land." the lord is not amused with me demanding things of him but he understands my demands taking the letter.
"Very well. I'll see that your will is carried out by my subordinate should we fail."
I give a stiff hand shake of agreement. Im honestly surprised he agreed to a lot of my demand. Mostly like because he believes he'll die among his men tomorrow just like i fear i will among my comrades. Of course death is kinder than Tiamat.
"I hope you fight well tomorrow."
"As do I. Gods help us if we fail."
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We march, the allies we gathered together at least. Metallic dragons glide over our heads, giants stomp the earth, legions of wizards and soldiers march behind our backs prepared for our last stand. This will be a glorious war. We must look like a team of bada*** walking with an army at our backs. The pain is agonizing. Each step i take closer to the well gets more intense by the hour but at least i know where i am going. I use this to my advantage, acting as a guild through the caverns and woods trying to dodge detection from evil dragons and cultists. I stumble falling to my knees as we nearly there, sweat on my borrow. Karsi hooks my arm pit and helps me up.
"Are you going to be ok. You look.."
"Terrible. Im aware. Don't worry about me. I'll feel better once this is done." or I'll combust in flames as punishment for defiance. Whatever comes first. She looks at me with pity. We reach our destination, the well within sight as evil dragons fight and wheel in the skies. We make camp inside an old cave hidden with the side of the mountain. We make plans and i talk to the Arcane brotherhood holding my teaching books to them.
"Can you hold these for me. Im going to be going somewhere where i can not use them." They look at my collection beaming.
"Of course." With a weave of hands my books are gone. I better get these back if we live. I tell them our plan, they seem to think there hot **** but they do listen to me for some extent. Might be because i had voiced interest in their group before. I still kind of am but they seem to have no left that tower very often.
Me and the gang speak to Elia discussing how we are going to do this. Grahz proposes we cause havoc by having metallic dragons disguise themselves and cause confusion. the giants will protect the mages and the dragons will fight dragons, the soldiers assault the front force. It's genius. We need more information and there are voices and volunteers by the harpers to scout the area but i raise my hand.
"There is no need to put yourselves in jeopardy. My sight will guide us." I cast the Arcane eye and cross the scared land i circle the fortress to find multiple entrances, some with sacrifices, some with gold being wheeled in. All with cultists and none of them looking like a good entrance. then i spy a tunnel, unguarded and unmanned with only a stone wall in the way that can easily be broken by Grahz muscles which leads to the middle of the castle.
"And people say divination magic is weak." I boast as the harper agents look relieved to not be putting their lives at risk. The plan is simple. Through the chaos of battle we sneak in.
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With the war at our backs we sneak in undetected and I'm glowing with pride with haven adverted distractions. Im not sure about this wall though. it would be nice not to attract attention. Suddenly Grahz begins pulling out paint in front of the wall.
"Umm Grahz, what are you doing again?" He only smiles and starts painting a crude stone archway in the stone wall. Then the drawing is no longer a drawing and is a stone archway. I look at him amazed.
"You. Are genius." I had honestly forgotten he had those. We scale the wall and as i make it up theres this creepy mother f***** standing there mysterously as Jin do charges and stabs at him. We dont have time for him. I cast a spell and the undead man is now a corgi puppy. What can i say. It was the first thing i could think of. I pick up the puppy. I dont have much of an arm but now we can just jump the man all at once.
"Hey guys! I turned the man into a puppy! We can all get a piece of him once everyones-." Suddenly an arrow strikes the puppy in the head and i see the smug face of Zak staring at my horrorifed face.
"What the f*** have you've done!!" The puppy is now a stunned man again and he falls over me and pins me on the ground like dead weight. With him vulnerable on the ground everyone gives him a piece. Grahz chops, Ulrich and Zak shoot, karsi blasts and me and the rest begin zapping the every living hell out of him. He's dead before he knows what happened. I glare at Zak.
"I thought i told you no more of your nonsense!! We are at war! This is no time for glory shots you ****!" He blows me off. Il'l kill this man when this s*** is over. I cant stand his disregard for any of us. He shoots at friend or foes without abandon and i cant stand his hot streak ruinning plans. We approach the door and Grahz once agin paints us a new door and we enter.
There are wizards everywhere and i feel small in comparison by the amount of raw arcane power surging through this place. Red, white, blue, black, and green wizards are all persent. The one man behind everything hovers in the center of this room infront of a swirling force of energy and color. Serevin with the complete mask in all its glory. I try to block out the pain from my throat as my eyes meet the other wizards. If things hadn't changed we would have been the ones standing in those spots, chanting those words. Then i spy a familar wizard. Rath Modar. I would gladly like to kill him myself but duty before pleasure. Servine can not complete the ritual. He needs to die.
Everything blurs for me. Im ingulfed by fire and pain and filled with anguish and rage as I feel Hobs die.
"You B*****!"
I start faltering in my conviction and lean heavily against the door as the pain and fear consumes me. It's no use. I cant defy her.
"Omen! We need you!" I look up to see Karsi yell back at me as she pummels the red mage with all she has. I think back to my tarot car. The Knight of Swords. I clench my fist. No more hesitation, the call the action is here. I charge running and teleporting as fast as i can go. The Servine and the black wizard fall and die but why hasnt the ritual stopped?! I grab the elemental gem and call it too me aid. We need to get the mask out of here!
"Get the crown!" The elemental charges. then I'm ingulfed in ice and fire....
I snap out of it awake as i crawl back to my legs. The elemental rampaging out of control! Wracked by guilt.
"Im sorry!!" It takes down Zak and i fear it's going to try and finish off Karsi who has her hands on the mask before Runar kills it. Thank the gods! Karsi places it on her head.
"Run Karsi! Run as far as you can!" I scream frantic and desperate as i confront the white mage. Suddenly she's no longer there, she at the door again and continues to run. The surviving mages eyes widen in terror.
"NOOOOOO!!!" With a deafening snap the surge of magic in the center of the room condenses and arcane lightening strike every cult mage in the room. The white mage falls at my feet dead as she turns to dust and scatters. I run my fingers through the robes. That could have easily been me. Looks like Tiamat really didnt care about them after all. Suddenly the pain swells in my neck and I'm stunned to see wisps of smoke coming from my neck. For once true terror and pain englufs me. The castle shakes violently and it takes Runar hooking me by the arm to pick me up and run. We reach outside just in time to see the enter place fall. He me on the ground, worry on his face. Im honestly questioning if I'll be ok. Im burning but for once atleast i feel free. At least if Tiamat is going to dust me like she did with the other guys then atleast i went down fighting. The cheering is deafening around me and i can only muster a smile through the pain. Karsi drops to my side hugging me.
"We did it! Its finally over!" my grin grow but i cant hide the pain in my eyes.
"Yes we did." Suddenly we are lifted up in the air and Grahz scoops up everyone in a bone crushing hug.
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We are proclaimed hero's and paraded through the streets. Thousands of people from men woman, children act all gathered to greet us as we step thought waterdeeps gates. they certainly give us a heroes welcome, its ashamed that i havent been feeling well. With Tiamat once again trapped in hell and the cult scattered the burning has stopped but all that left is a sickening feeling of nausea that torments me. I feel like theres a knife in my stomach. None of the healers understand why. On the first day on the trip back i feared i was going to die but it seems that its not my time yet. The moment i got back and escaped the large celebration i crawled into bed with the help of karsi. For a week i was visited by both cleric, Runar, and doctors trying to manage the pain. This lasted for about a week till the pain finally began to fade. To my suprise when i look at my neck the tattoo has also faded, only a shadow of a mark remains, no longer standing out like a brand but nearly transparent on my skin. It was then a thought came to me. With the cult gone i can finally visit neverwinter. I start packing my bag and i knock on her and Runars room. She open the door in casual cloths, her bump has now become more noticeable and is taking this as well as Karsi deals with stress.. Being moody. Looks like i caught her on one of those days.
"I already told you i am not writing anymore bloody autographs-! Oh hi Omen, feeling better?"
"Yes I'm feeling better. I was wonder, want to get out of this city for a change." She closes the door in my face and i hear a flurry of movement. Not a moment later she has her bag ready and a smile on her face.
"Lets go!"
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We step through the teleportation circle complaining about my skills at drawing a circle. I take in the air of never winter taking in my home for fives years. its been too long since ive been back.
"Where are we going anyway."
"You'll see." Soon the towering structor of Styxwell academy comes into view and a knowing "oh" echos from Karsi as i chuckle. We walk through the halls, making fun of the paintings till i approach the counter.
"Good day madam, is professor Styxwell in today."
"Do you have an appointment hun-." the secutary is startled to see my face again and drops her papers in shock.
"Omen! We thought you died!"
"Well, the worlds still here so obviously not. Now I know he's a busy man but I'm a busy woman being one of the hero of faurian."
"yes. of course. This way." She walks us through the halls and i catch students starting to crowd the doors gossiping. Hops, the new Hobs peeks his head out of the bag and some of the students go into a flurry of speculation. I had quiet the reputation here. they didn't think i would get this far. How much i want to peek into their heads to know what there thinking. We make it to the doors and I'm told to wait when he's done with the meeting. He doesn't get to. He doesnt get to brush me off now being a Archmage myself.
I kick open the door and walk in past the flustered secretary. The man of the hour stand up from his desk and so do two other stuffy old professors. he looks like hes about to scold whoever marched in here till he sees my face and it looks like he's seen a ghost. The other two lose all color in there face.
"Hello Professors." I stride into the room and reach into my pocket and pull out a folded peice of paper. I unfold it and place it on his desk. My letter of expulsion, signed by him for me haven missed exams to save a friend.
"I am an Archmage now. I did it without your help. Next time you should listen to your students." I take my leave, not looking back with the letter on his desk.
He doesn't say a word. Gutless.
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We stand outside the barkery. Karsi is positively beam as she rushes for the door but i take a step back. She notices my hesitation.
"Whats wrong?"
"What if they don't see me as their child anymore. Ive changed so much." Karsi smiles taking my hand.
"Your smart, you know it wouldnt change anything." I linger there and then take her hand and she walks me through my short childhood home. the bell chimes and the smell of brownies waft through the air. A wizened halfing man stands behind the counter, standing on a stool.
"Good day madams. Welcome to half baked goods, what can i get you he says. Karsi smiles.
"Actual, I'm just here for a visit. My friend here has been dying to see you all again." She steps aside to reveal me.
"Hi, dad." He drops the glass he was cleaning and tears of joy springs to his eyes.
"Margret! Kids! Omens home!" theres a thundering of foot step echo upstairs as three halfling children pounce from the shadows hugging My legs. Mr and Mrs Porter then join them and I bend down and easily scoop them up in my arms with a smile on my face.
"Im sorry i never wrote to any of you. It was too dangerous."
"Did you find what you were looking for dear." Mrs Porter asks with a smile wiping the tears out of her eyes.
"I did. My name was Sully."
"Awww, does that mean we get to call you Sully bear now."
"No."
With the excitement dying down. The Porters are introduced to karsi and Mrs Porters fawns on her once she notices she is with child.
"This cause for a celebration! it's time for our famous Stew!" Cries Mr Porter as he stumbled to the kitchen.
"Yes. it does."
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I spend the next few months in bordom. Training karsi in motherhood. She's not been happy with her figure runined. The gang has stayed together not wanting to part next. Morrigan has met someone. I kind of wonder who it is.
I curl up in bed back in waterdeep in my mansion feeling like c*** again. It’s been getting better but today is not the day. The sharp stabbing pain in my abdomen is so painful. I used my cure minor wounds each day but it doesn’t ebb the pain. I once again run through the same question again as I grit my teeth in pain. What is happening to me? I close my eyes trying to get some sleep till the pericing voice of karsi starts screaming through my ears.
Groaning I pull out of bed slowly.
I hobble to the door, fling it open with an arm around my stomach. A annoyed scowl on my face.
“I know your pregnant but can’t I get some god damn piece and quiet!-“ Karsi steps aside, a small smile on her face and I see him. Blond hair, grey eyes, tall, wearing an old brown robe with a crimson scarf around his neck. I can feel the blood drain form my face. No. It cant be.
“Sully.” Red whispers afraid. He reaches out to touch me. Faster than lightning fast I have him at the tip of insurance inches from his throat.
“Give me one good reason I shouldn’t. Red”
He doesn’t give an answer, tears spring to his eyes. I can feel my eyes go wide. It can’t be. It’s not possible. The dagger lowers and suddenly the man crumpled into my arms hugging me like his life depended on it.
“It was so dark and cold. I- I was decaying from the inside for so long.
After your passing I had to carry on alone. I couldn’t do it. I was sacrificed for my weakness but then here I was again. I didn’t even feel angry for what they did to me. Only nothing. It was Like I’ve been trapped in a cage unable able to laugh or cry or scream... I’m sorry! I’m so so sorry!”
I dropped my dagger as it clattered to the ground, hands shaking. I buries my face into his collar weeped into each other’s arm. I take in his rustic scent. It’s not a copy or a dream. I’m holding the man I thought I lost a long time ago.
I run my hand through his hair as he pats me on the back. Eventual we gain control over ourselves and part
“I can’t tell you how long I’ve missed you. The real you Sirius.” He smiles eyes welling up again and I ask the question that’s been plaguing me.
“Where’s everyone else?” The small smile he had grows serious and mournful.
“There not coming. I spoke with Calex before I went out to find you. They’ve all gone into hiding. They couldn’t face you after everything we did. Even I did but I.. I..”
Suddenly I’m kissing him. He wraps his arms around my waist as he wrap mine around his neck. Suddenly Karsi screaming causes us to jump apart and I'm confused with myself till i turn all my focus to karsis voice. When i step out of the room i find her on the stair clutching her stomach. I rush to her side.
“You have the worst timing karsi!”
I lead karsi into her and runars suite. She can barely work and I know what is happening to her. It’s time!
“What’s happening to me!?” She’s panicking. gos se.
“Your having the baby! Red! Get your ass in here and help!”
He pokes his head in as get her on the bed. He looks confused till he spies karsi on the bed sweating and clutching her stomach.
“gos se!”
I would have preferred the bath for her but there’s no time now. I point a finger at three servants.
“You. Get Runar. You get warm water and a towel. And you help me out of her robe.” I finish pointing at reds he pales.
“Me!?
“Did I stutter? Just do it!”
He does what I say but I can see from the look on his face I’m losing him fast.
“Omen I’m dying!”
“Your not dying! Your going to be fine!” This is getting hard on me. My demise was so similar. Where the firk! ding! blast! is everyone when you need them!? Karsi is hyperventilating and I have to tell her to relax and breath as she crushes my fingers.
“Red you need to stay with me. I can’t lose you now.”
“I can’t do this. All I see is you and the blood. I can’t! I just can’t go through this again!” He’s devolved into ramblings.
I free my hand and walk towards him. Then Slap him across the face. He stops so I grab him by the shoulder
“Don’t think about back then. I need you here and now.” He looks at me cupping my face with his hands.
“OMEN!”
“gos se right, sorry! The servants return with what I ask her and I get to work as I hold her hand again, red at her feet.
“Your going to have to listen to me carefully. Don’t fight it. When I say push you push. Just think about that time you killed that dragon and it will be over quick.”
She looks at me with a pained smile and nods. l instructed her through the entire process like someone did with me in another life as she screams and cries. She keeps begging for me for it to be over but I continue to tell her the stories of our funny moments we had. I happens so fast i dont even know what happened but i am now holding the baby.
Just as I snap back to the doorway Runar finally comes rushing into the room along with everyone else. With them here i can finially breath and i collapse in a chair once Karsi has her child. I forgot how stressful this is. At least dispite everything everyone pulled through.
I take a step outside and Red joins me. After everything we've experienced and been though he still found me.
"So, the promise is broken isnt it."
"It is
"Red, theres something i need to tell you."
"Same for me."
"Will you Marry me." We blink owlishly and then laugh.
"Glade i wasn't the only one thinking of it."
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Since the day we stopped Tiamat i began to put my plans in motion.Through the teachings of Elia and the Arcane brotherhood mages I established a fortress through magic and gave everyone a place and a home ontop of the ruins of my old home before Omen. Through the combined powers of mine and Sirius we turned it into a force to be respected. I took in any young cult members who wish for redemption through heavy scrunitty and any who wish to come to learn or become warriors to prevent that catastphory from repeating. We work closely with Luskans Arcane brotherhood and should the need arise i come to aid them. It's like a partnership. I dubbed my organization The Arcane Blade. Ive become a mix of feild agent and head of my institute at Farsight Fortress. Should my men call for my aid i stride to the battle feild and lay waste. In my spare time i travel the multiverse taking notes, sometimes with Red sometimes by myself or with Karsi. Ive never been one to live the quiet life.
Not one to always be tied down i joined Morriggan in her fantastical circus to first the castle every weekend to check on progress. She needed a palm reader and divinator and i needed money. I almost had a heart attack finding out she fell for a god damn Mindflayer. HOW?! I care for her and I pray for her. That girl needs all the help she can get. Ive grown in even more power and I've once again perpared a clone of the heroes of world should we ever be needed. I doubt it but it gives me some peace of mind. they dont have to take it should they die but if they ever meet an untimely end it makes me feel better. Grahz stayed around for a few years but soon left, the quiet life unbefitting him. Young Zola is very fond of me, constantly watching my magic at work. Red has been all over her. I think he's too soft. You cant spoil her like that expect good things. Ulrich has created a very popular tavern in the fortress and it attracts alot of buissness. He ran it for a short time while i finished teaching him magic. It was then that it hit me. S***, I'm getting old. Zolas two now and I'm like what? 25, 26 physical. I think he sensed his age to. One night on our last lesson he started to get cryptic and told him sometimes you just have to grab life by the reins.the Next day i find a note and the bars now under new management. It's a somber moment that the gang has started to go there own ways. Zolas already one for gods sake. Its been hard. Everytime i look at Zola i think about my poor boy. Eliza. With the curse gone what has happened to my son? Secretly I've talked to the brotherhood. They use to have a history with Necromatic magic and theyv'e informed me of a silver of hope. I need to get him back.
-Omen the Farsighted
Archman and leader of the Arcane Blade