Role

Chapter 7

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The name had a familiarity to it 'Davarrah, Davarrah, where?' Khalmarnasa
pondered it for several moments after the your Shadow related his story about
being contacted by a strange dark mage. 'Of Course!' Quickly she moved the
the Hamsah guild, and there, just as she now remembered was the unstable
Elixir bearing the mage's name - Davarrah's Unstable Elixir. With a starting
point she began her search in ever library she could find, and into the
minds of every well traveled adventurer she came across. Slowly the picture
emerged. Davarrah was one of the few great mages of the Dark Arts who had
become something other than the paths many have taken. She was a true
vampire, true darkness filled her, and only blood sated her hunger....so
legend said. There were other whispers, a Coven which she controlled, and
links to the source of the darkest powers, the Shadow Plane. Khalmarnasa's
head spun with the possibilities, 'why would one with such power seek me?'
There must be a reason, but the thought of the dark and ancient knowledge
that suddenly could be available to her soon overwhelmed such questions.

It was several weeks after her early discoveries when the dark voice of the
Vampire Davarrah came to her and within the Hamsah guild Khalmarnasa came
face to face with the darkest of Theran legends, the Mistress of the Coven.
The power of her being was tangible in the air, and though her voice never
rose about the softest whisper, there was such command within it, such a
sense and ancient evil. Khalmarnasa felt once again that giddy sense of
ecstasy she had felt when she was first exposed to the necromantic arts, and
the first of her undead has risen to her command. Long they talked,
discussing the becoming and the reticence of the Eil Shaerian High Priest. It
was then Davarrah revealed that the Priest's mind was pulled beyond this
time, and there might well be a way to bring it, for a time into focus. This
was the knowledge Khalmarnasa sought. Plans were made, and there was a sense
that a true path lay before her. As she left the guild her mind reeled with
the possibilities and she set herself to the task the Mistress has bidden her
undertake.
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