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83838, Daerys's Role Chapter 6
Posted by Death_Angel on Wed 31-Dec-69 07:00 PM

Role

Chapter 6


Joining the Cadre
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Daerys' conversation with the divine Joihe had stirred questions in his mind,
even doubt to his sister's well-being. But beyond that, he wondered what she
would think of him now? A necromancer, a member of the black sect of the
empire? Would she understand? He could only hope her love would be as undying
as her spirit in the lantern.

A new problem presented itself, Joihe demands that those in her Cadre have a
useful skillset. To get Joihe's help he had to earn a place among them. But
as a homeless orphan who has known only graves and necromancy what talent
could he have that could possibly attract a being such as her? It was
disheartening, but he knows he must find a way.

The lantern has begun to act different, as if the death he gathers is growing
weaker. It seems that as time goes on, the life force gathered from lesser
beings will not be enough. Daerys' knew he had to provide greater energies.

Somewhere beyond Daerys' life, beyond his sight, energy flowed away from the
lantern, back to the graveyard...

In the wake of his conversation with the divine entity Joihe, a tumult of
questions and doubts began to stir within Daerys. His mind wandered to his
sister, ensnared within the confines of a lantern, her spirit suspended
between realms. How would she perceive the choices he had made, the paths he
had walked? He had delved deep into the shadowy arts of necromancy and
aligned himself with the Empire's darkest sect. Would she understand the
necessity of his actions, the depth of his desperation? He clung to the hope
that her love for him remained as undying as the spirit he sought to save, a
beacon in the night guiding him through his darkest moments.

Yet, as he contemplated his place within Joihe's adventurous cadre, a new
challenge presented itself. Joihe demanded that her followers possess skills
that contribute to the family, skills born of a life rich in experience and
exploration. But what could he, a necromancer raised in the shadows of
graves, offer to a being as illustrious as her? His life had been one of
solitude, his talents honed in the company of the dead. The realization was
disheartening, casting a shadow over his resolve.

Yet, the determination that had carried him this far ignited within him once
more, a stubborn flame in the face of despair. He knew he must uncover a
talent, a skill that could bridge the gap between his world and Joihe's, to
earn a place among her cadre and secure her aid for his sister.