Jichii Do'kan'ralle the Lightning Rod, Skjald of Battle

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Chapter 6

Though Jichii's history is mostly lost to the alcoholic mist that destroys
his mind, there are some key facts that never seem to fade. Such has his
undying hatred for the God of Magic, Twist as the source of all his
depression and angst.

It is said that when the chaos of the Rift flooded the world, and mana itself
became too unpredictable even for the magic of the Gods, that Twist was
thrown into an insane rage. Broken only at random my calms in which he might
rest himself, Twist tore at Thera with his power and bent reality in ways
that could be both inconsequentially large and purposely minute. One of these
events, struck the exact place that Jichii was standing. Where deserts were
flooded, forests uprooted and oceans sunk no one had time to pay
attention to the man that became unstuck from Time. The only things that
Jichii has recounted enough to be considered accurate, are that he was
enjoying an evening at his local bar and that he was but a week away from
both the Harvest festival that would celebrate his manhood, and being married
to his childhood sweetheart. An almost happy life, something many half-breeds
never achieve.

Finding himself hurled into the present, when the magic that held him away
from time/space finally collapsed, he was lost and confused. Discovery soon
turned to despair as he found not decades but centuries had past. While he
had not aged a single moment, the loving community he had worked into despite
his unusual ageing and appearance, had all but gone. Anything human that he
might have connected with had long since passed on and even the Mageplague
was something so far in the past it was considered history. At first, a vague
acceptance came. But as time passed, he could no more settle in the present
than he could in another dimension. Everything felt so alien. Subtle things
had changed in culture and his bardic talent was failing him horribly. Jokes
that once might have been the height of fashion, were long since out of mode.
Stories once popular had fallen into distaste and all that was left to
comfort him was what the bar could readily offer. Small talk, cheap women and
booze.

From there on, his history paradoxically gets even thinner. Somewhere within
it he discovered the cause of the great turmoil that swept the land. With no
one else to blame, he assumed it could only have been the Lord of Magic
himself.

But what mortal could possibly challenge a God? What God would let a mortal
hold them to account? How could what is gone be righted by any act of
justice?

The answers might be clear but for men such as Jichii the only need they have
is revenge. Where emotion rules there is no logic. We can only pray there is
still hope.

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Chapter 5

After Jichii's encounter, it has cemented in his mind that Magic and Twist
are the same thing. Hurting one, is hurting the other. And all he wants to do
is get revenge for the life he feels he's lost by skipping forward through
Time/Space.

Jichii put down his wineskin for but a moment, and suddenly he was there.

HE was there. It was as if the sun had taken it's night-cloak off, and the
radiant burning effigy of the God of Magic was there, in front of him.
Suddenly time seemed to slow. Was he bending it about him even now? Trying to
throw him into the future again? Or was it some trick of the Drink?

Jichii didn't care. He couldn't think of anything but his blind rage and
hate, and the first thing he had at hand went flying toward him. As the
wineskin appeared to strike the burning aura about Twist, at the same time it
appeared to no longer exist. A sword followed it. A boot. Some dirt and a
rock. All of them, phasing the God as much as a fly might a giant.

To some, the appearance of a God might be so awe inspiring as to evoke some
feeling of humbleness and even piety. Within Jichii, the fact he knew he
would never kill him seemed only to fuel a burning desire to die himself.
Just as the boot had gone before him, so he hurled himself.

And then he was sitting down again.

The God of Magic turned his eyes downwards, and looked into Jichii's eyes
with a stare somewhere between compassion and indifference. The sort of look
only an all-powerful God might achieve when faced with such overwhelming
emotion.

'I do not suppose an apology would help?'

All the drunken bard could mutter was 'no' before his eyes turned inwards,
realising how foolish he had been. How can a mortal pain a God?

Twist shrugged. And just as he had appeared, he was gone. Only Jun the
Villager offered any sort of comfort.

'Foolish decisions are the slow road to this village.'

Jichii closed his eyes, and let a tear roll slowly down his cheek. It didn't
reach his lips before the wineskin did.

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Chapter 4

Constant lightning strikes to the head, combined with a godly saturation
of alcohol, has begun to wear away at Jichii's sanity. In addition to his
mood swings, emotional outbursts and unnerving fervor against adversity -
Jichii has occasional moments of just simple insanity.

At the moment, it starts with garbled tongue and strange looks.

Thankfully, he remains as creative as ever for the majority, and
often snaps himself out of his self-pity for his brothers needs.
And even the occasional abusive letter.

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Chapter 3

Roaming the streets of the larger cities, Jichii has picked up
an odd sense of kinship with the bums, beggars and drunkards
that inhabit their seediest corners. He relates to them not in
any sense that a battlerager might be proud of - he sees them
instead as a tough race of men with great emotional strength.
Where men and women have been crushed by despair, and forced
to live like rats - there is truly the greatest hardship. But
they do not die despite constant torture and a life envied by
none. With the resilience of a street-rat, you can weather even
the worst that life throws at you.

In this way, Jichii feels to most disadvantage of his kin but
strives on anyway. With his Drink to wash away problems, and
his steely focus upon revenge on Lord Twist, he fights as a
grunt from the bottom of the heap.

This respect has manifested in Jichii adopting a few habits
of these street-folk despite his fair wealth, talent and
actual good standing. He thinks begging is a proud and wily
art, that Drinking is a way of matching both wits and strength
and that yelling nonsensical statements louder than someone else
makes you as write as a well phrased turn. He enjoys a mix,
depending on his ever-changing mood, of refined talent and
raw street urchin style.

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Chapter 2

No man can stand pain forever, and Jichii is no different.
Though his hate and his love (for the Drink) keep him afloat
he is beginning to suffer more from Twist's assaults. He is
having fits when confronted with electricity, and has developed
a growing fear of Lightning and Thunder. Though he knows he must
endure the punishment so that he can continue to spread the Truth
about Lord Twist and his true guise as the Mana-devouring Dragon
that seeks to end Mankinds rule, he is torn between self-
preservation and the urge never to be cowed.

For this reason, Jichii is seeking ways to protect himself
further - though he knows such a powerful God can never be
stopped for long he is far from unsusceptible to a dark deal
to gain a reprise.

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Chapter 1

Convinced that Lord Twist is more than he seems, Jichii has
invented a few 'facts' about him to perpetuate his hate campaign:

1. Twist feeds on Magic, like a leech on a man. He needs people
to use Mana so he can siphon some off via the Rift.

2. Lord Twist cares for no man, woman, or beast except himself
and his power, Magic.

3. While the world might believe Twist benevolent to Mages,
only those he has marked as servents in some way have any
real meaning in the scope of his great plans. Despite this,
all serving Magic are 'Agents of Twist' and must be stopped.

4. Twist's mark, the Dragon's Tooth, has a far greater meaning
than any realise. Given only to those who are to be saved to
become Overseers, it is representative of Twist's grander plan
to take over the world and revert to his true form.

Lord original Twist, whatever he was, is no more. And instead
a Dragon has taken his place and cornered the Sphere of Magic.
Using Twist's guise to fool mortals, he intends to bring all
Thera under the rule of Dragons. To this end, Magic is his source
and at one time during the 'madness' he sought to bend it to conquer
all by force. Realising even he was not powerful enough to overcome
the Gods - he instead set himself up in opposition, and masterminded
a way of undermining them all. Though Jichii is not privey to all
the details it is clear The Devourer might not even know himself.

The Tooth - Because Lord Twist feeds on Magic.

A Dragons tooth - Because Lord Twist is, in fact, a cruel Dragon
in disguise, awaiting the day he and his brethren will rule?

As more details become clear, they will be explored and revealed.

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