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Chapter 6

Fanning the Flames: the Cold Winds of Death
Added Sat Jan 12 19:16:39 2019 at level 51:

Like a titan he labored, relentlessly training, exploring, looking
for the weak or overconfident and bludgeoning hope from their tattered remains.
He spent as much time studying the defenses of the Spire as he did conversing with
Lin-Ha, and the fires flickered acknowledgment as he passed in the night.

The old nightreaver, Girf, had expelled his spirit without Ajakirahuut fulfilling
his vow to kill him, but the warrior found his grave and drew a great breath,
willing the dead priest's animus to add to his own, just as he had called to
Saraba when he stood over the battered bodies of the emperor, war master, shadow lord,
and provincial magistrate.


Roaring to the night's sky after reaping the souls of Ziryn and Horknuth in
Prosimy, Ajakirahuut called out into vast void and reminded the living and
the dead of his vow to learn from Girf, to kill him, and then lead his branch.

What does it mean to embrace the beast? He intended to learn.