Ssorc the Wight Lord

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Chapter 12

Ssorc finally met her father, as she sees it, Morius. Ssorc was blessed with His divine
presence, and they did speak. It was only affirmation of Ssorc's faith. For how many see
His Great Person, let alone hear His words. Yes, Ssorc is pleased and Pride overwhelmingly
pulls her forward. Ssorc will continue, until the sky darkens and beyond.

Ssorc feels mostly comfortable in the faith. As the faith is laid out, I (player) feel
comfortable seeing her do essentially whatever she wants, as long as she fulfills her drive
which is something along the lines of absolute power. Or maybe she'll seek out a way
to live 'beyond' life... Anyway, that's the route she'll be moving. I would like to
do 'Chaos' justice. Anything goes, but with sinister intent, always.

To further 'The Vitiatic Faith' Ssorc has begun writing or publishing written notes.
As in on paper and written with a pen. For now the plan is to have one for good, neutral,
and evil. And to pass them out in random or curious ways. Ideally, each one landing in
the hand of their intended alingnment. But they don't have to.

Other than that, Ssorc offers sacrifices to Morius in the form of flesh, treasure, time,
and prayer. And he shall continue to do so.

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Chapter 4

This is unrelated to the scroll. I left off a few finer points to clarify her
current state and future. Due to the process of being 'enlightened' she is very
malleable and suggestable in her current state. She has no orders or direction other
than the lightest of pulls towards the Church of Morius. She will go there, and she
will wait.

Also, she has been reborn into a form of Pride. I haven't perfectly figured out how
Pride will manifest within her, but that will be the direction I'll be headed.

Thoughts, criticizms, hopes that you (Morius) may have for the future of Ssorc
not only are welcome but encouraged!

Also, whether the vague and currently ill-defined 'We' who supposedly wrote this
scroll or not even exist is not something I'm attempting to make canon. I just find
it an interesting possibility or thought. Perhaps there will be future payoff. We'll see.

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Chapter 5

Slowly Ssorc's memories have began to return. She remembers vague things, such
as the cold of the underdark. Or how alone she felt for all those years. She also
remembers how to navigate this world, as if she almost never left. She doesn't
know how she remembers, but she does. She slowly begins to remember speech and
the various other concepts that make up this reality.

She has spent months, here, at the Morian church and has seen many come and go
without moving or speaking. But she Has seen. The church is a part of her, now
and is something she Will take with her. She hopes to make contact with a God
she knows by name, Morius, but still has yet to meet. In some ways her 'shaping'
happened as she sat in his church and unknowingly soaked in more than she was
aware of. She is ready to walk a path the God Morius would embrace.

The Scroll is gone from her clothing. She does not know where, nor did she see
when it was removed.

Her sphere of pride will show itself in her fierce and unbending belief in her
magic and the strength she grows inside of her. She believes this power will
ultimately overcome any obstacle or enemy standing in her way. She will embrace
and preach of pride and what it truly means to those she feels she can reach.

She feels pride is more than boasting. But rather to be truly undefeatable. She
feels that she Cannot be defeated even if killed. She feels such pride in her
own power that she will Never be deterred by death no matter the cost.

She has also come to the conclusion that for the sake of secrecy and her own
ambition of pride in her powers, that she will advance completely on her own
without the aid of any other adventurer. Not to say she will never join another,
but her ranking within her guild will be done with mercenaries and the undead
alone. As they have much less inclination on speaking.

She also remembers the shadowed and vast power taught and held by the Scion of
the Eternal Night, and instead of waiting, she plans to work towards attaining this
power as soon as she is able.

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Chapter 6

Ssorc, in her purist form, is a being devoted to one singular cause: To eliminate
any possibility or notion to the concept of 'limit' to her (Yes, her meaning singular)
power or will. In many rights (at the very least within her own mind) these concepts
(Speaking about will and power.) overlap and could easily be confused as the same thing.
In reality, even within Ssorc, they are not the same but their characteristics do
often seem similar. At least, that is what Ssorc has found to be true thus far.

That's a very 'nutshell' version of her belief system. However, to expand on that. She
ultimately did not exist one second. And then, suddenly and very abruptly, began to
'exist'. Here in our reality of Thera. The debate on whether that very fact might well
be something so hard to imagine may not be possible aside. Let's take into account
Thera is a reality in which VERY different rules exist than any other reality might
understand. And let's also remember that she was brought 'back' from essentially some
version of pure 'blackness' or shadow that who knows what that being might 'feel' or
do. I hope to continue to explore such concepts while playing and observing Ssorc.

The only 'thing' left of her to survive the unthinkable and unknowable infinity
of darkness she endured were the most basic and 'pure' of that being.

She was ultimately 'pulled' to The Church of Morius where she spent months just
'existing'. She sat there, never closing her eyes or blinking, because she didn't
know that was a thing. While barely concious, she was in-fact there! She saw and
'experienced' the reality that was The Church of Morius for months, while still
not quite understanding what 'time' was. Still, time did as it often does,
and slowly memories started to shape where, for so so long, there was nothing.

The memories she posses, still to this day, are vague and difficult for
Ssorc to decipher. They are enough for her to make out a reality of delusion
that bares giving little thought to at all. She is reborn, now.

Ssorc is done with memories. She's Way past weeping in some wooded marsh. She!
She, against absolutely all odds managed to retain the one thing that ever
mattered at all. And so. She is, truly. She is undeniably. Reborn in the image
of Lord Morius' Pride.

Her will or power, obsessively and Outlandishly, cultivated and grown through
sheer will to succeed where others thought her dead and forgotten, Will be Absolutely
Undeniable. And the profane will weep! But. They will also Have to see. And
they will flock to Morius with such fervor He can swim in a lake of them.

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Chapter 7

Updates on Role Specifics (addendum)

To clarify futher. Ssorc's embodiment of Lord Morius' Pride will be a less
about 'boasting' over victories or being overly preachy to large groups of
nameless faces.

For now, her path seems cloaked in shadow and secrecy. She is Well aware of
many eyes and ears there are, and how those eyes and ears are far too often
attached to a mouth as well. Also, boasting seems far to simple a solution
for a Vice so compelling and Worthy as Pride.

Ssorc will preach. But to a smaller crowd. Perhaps, even, in secret and in
shadowed places. But always with the eye out. Looking for the faithful, in all
their beauty.

Ultimately, Ssorc's Pride (hopefully and with my best committment.) be played
out in her journey to power that is Undeniably 'limitless'. (And just to be clear
Yes, even to the extent that she, Ssorc, actually manifests somehow into our
own reality on her way to her goals and beyond) But I have my doubts on her
'limitless' assertions.

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Chapter 8

Ssorc, as a concept, Very much (essentially) Will be played as a secluded and mostly
quiet Drow. All up until the 'Undeniable' reality to be experienced some day to
come of course! But otherwise, her entire being is wrapped up in knowledge, lore,
shadow, secrecy, etc.

She has no reservations about being 'reluctant' to give up 'freedom' Her eyes have
been opened! And now she's ready to embrace it all! Now! But still with patience, as
Her own growth in power is her goal. But she has no problem, what-so-ever watching
this world, or as many others as need be, consumed by shadow and what lurks within.

Why shouldn't she embrace it? Indulge a little? Barely a sacrifice worthy of mention
in the grand scheme of things.

Ssorc will work towards darkness AND shadow, without fail, until she succeeds.
As such, her path as crossed and intersected with the Scion's a few times in
the past, and she could not help but be convinced that the Scion of Eternal Night,
Definately had their head's in the right place with regard to personal objectives.
At least for those who had tried and failed. They knew what life had to offer. Knowledge,
translated into power, which is then forged one step further into ones own power. Ssorc
hasn't yet been convinced that the Scion have figured out the last step to that
knowledge. Perhaps there is much more they could learn together.

Otherwise, Ssorc was forged in shadow and is in no way afraid of it. Nor unwilling to
embrace, test, and further that power and unholy will. In short, if she's going to
essentially live the life of a Scion, anyways, then at the Vert least she may as well
have a nice and dark place, full of unholy nightmares to do her studying, testing,
advancing within. Ssorc is curious of the secrets held within. And she wants to know
if the Scion's shadow is anything like the eternal black that she remembers.

Ssorc has no plans for betraying the Scion, so she will be trustworthy at least for an
actual dagger to the back.

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Chapter 9

Ssorc walks in silence and in shadow. She observes the world, silently mostly.
She walks among us, but is almost never seen or heard. She traffics in knowledge
that most would call insane. If not outright blasphemy. Rumor or prophecy. Attained
knowledge that often becomes selfishly hoarded by the profane and the afraid. They
cower and retreat to their, often, remote and hidden laboratory. Tucked away in this
all-but doomed reality. Trying to keep it, as if it Were theirs. It's not. It's mine.
And thus, Ssorc has been hunting down and executing hidden and often powerful
witches and wizards in their place of safety. Mostly because of the obvious reason:
Ssorc wants that knowledge and possible resources! And how dare they try to keep it?
She plans to continue to do this.

Ssorc has noticed her guildmistress trying to hold back knowledge from her. Knowledg
that Ssorc believes could aid, greatly, in her goals. Legend, often hushed, as it
pertains to knowledge learned from the underdark, tells of a way to greatly
increase ones own power while embraced in the holy night, itself. One of Ssorc's main
goals is to learn of this 'Nightcasting' abilities.

Ssorc has recently become quite fond of a most curious and deadly disease taught
within the Necromancy guild. She's curious and allured by the elegance of 'Crimson
Scourge'. And thus she wants to indulge longer! Knowing and understanding all she can
even more if she is able. Thus in order to indulge this sweet curiosity, she will
need to stay at or near the 23rd advancement of her guild for a longer time than
normal. But when she's indulged enough, she will continue onward.

While otherwise attempting to make contact with Lord Morius, and live a Vice-forward
life. While hoping to have a chance to understand the power of shadow wielded
by she, Ssorc, as a member of the Scion. I believe that's about where she's at. Overall

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Chapter 10

Times have been fruitful for Ssorc, the Drow. She has grown, carefully and diligently.
She has grown such that she can no longer walk unnoticed, observing as she once
did. Still, she did get her fill of watching from closets as children slept mere
inches from Ssorc's grasp. All that watching and observing was for a cause, though.
Over time, Ssorc has observed enough of the world to walk 'normally' among its
peoples. She has even made quite the name for herself among the shopkeepers and
merchants. Something of a business-drow she is. All of this has allowed Ssorc to
relax and feel less of a total outsider. She knows how to play the 'games' these
people do now. Her mood and attitude are different. More relaxed and ready to see
how she comes to be what she believes absolutely she will be.

Ssorc is a bit troubled by the silence from the shadows and Lord Morius. She doesn't know
what else to do but to keep doing the work to attain her deepest goal. She still, hopefully,
awaits a time and place to prove herself to her Lord.

Ssorc has recently spent an abundance of time in and around Kteng's Laboratory. She
finds it a fascinating place that speaks to her... Nature.. She will continue to explore and
expand her knowledge of Kteng's lair. It's a place of importanct to Ssorc, in reaching
her goals.

Another place of importance to Ssorc is the Witch's Woods just to the northwest of Emerald
Forest. She finds the atmosphere and vibrance of that particular Pumpkin Patch to be
delightful, and she has plans for the future there. Perhaps a power struggle with the Witch.

A strange, but not unwelcome, occurance has happened to Ssorc. She was turned into a male
by mistakingly eating grapes in the Avian City. She has been wondering and pondering a
solution, for while she doesn't mind being a he, she feels her path lies with the female
Drow. The females, of course, being the heads of their houses and in charge otherwise.
Her plans did include, perhaps, finding a solution beyond Lord Morius, as He seems busy
in other dark dimensions.

Ssorc's mind continues to turn to the shadows and to the Scion, still. She's heard nothing
after sending missives and pledging. Her goal is to join Scion to gain knowledge to grow
and by doing so, grow the Scion as well. That remains a primary task.

She continues to search for her remaining Greater Undead. She believes there are four.

Last, Ssorc wants to indulge the way She does. To see it all. To go everywhere. To gather
as much knowledge, dark magic knowledge in particular, to press forward towards
her goal. She will continue to hunt strong Necromancers, both adventuring and those
who keep their knowledge in laboratories and hidden places throughout Thera. She will
watch and learn and live and laugh and indulge as many of her senses as she can for as
long as she can. She is enjoying herself, now. All worries fade away.

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Chapter 11

Ssorc has become a Spectre. A stopping point for a guild known to hold secrets of
undeath. His decision to advance was one that came with longevity in thought. He felt
it best to save each precious drop of life, to see his task completed.

Ssorc has found an affinity for Ktengs Laboratory. A useful and eye-opening place for
his magical talents to unfold.

The underdark is a far more mysterious and curious place than even Ssorc had imagined.
She feels at home, and at peace in the darkness of the underdark. He plans to explore
the underdark's depths more to uncover deeper secrets.

Out there in the world also lies Ssorc's final greater undead. She has searched all
the places she knows but still finds nothing. He will continue to search.

The vast majority of Ssorc's time is filled waiting. Waiting for a place among the shadowed
Scion. She feels his next step is here. A step that will lead to bloodshed that must happen
before his future can unfold. This is Ssorc's main goal. To join Scion.

Until then Ssorc will continue to prepare and wait. Patience, before absolute indulgence.

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Chapter 3

The Scroll Continued

The vessel We send is even unique to you. She used to be a play thing of yours
with delusions and vague definitions of self-worth. In the delusion of your
world, she was once betrayed, humiliated, and banished to fester and rot. In
her mind, like so many, this was suffering and pain. She further tricked herself
into manifesting her own symbol of worth. A power she believed she felt 'within'
and believed she could grow, perhaps, infinitely. As if infinity can be
understood by any mortal.

Still. For one so far gone in delusion, or illusion, whichever you prefer she
showed considerable ability and promise within your delusion. Promise that
We could not help but notice that you dismissed.

Fret not. For We have enlightened her, here, free of the delusion. She has been
purified of all but the power that she manifested before. The (Translation
unclear, but resembles 'process') of enlightenment had a price to pay on the
magnitude of power she was able to cultivate if it can be called such, but her
will to survive, even to We, was what you might describe as impressive if such
a thing ever existed.

Per the 'rules' of your shared delusion We have named her. Her name is the best
thing that we could offer you delusioned. It could be perhaps best translated
as mockery of a concept so absurd as Holy. Her name is a simple and clear
reflection of something perhaps even more absurd than the delusion itself.

If the delusional, amongst the delusional, choose to wield a Holy Cross as a
weapon against her. Then her name is a direct (Translation unclear but I feel
the implication is a more severe and completely humorless version of the word
'joke') back at meaningless fancy.

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Chapter 13

Ssorc, a being from nowhere and forged in divine Pride, has achieved her goal. She has
been 'chosen', out of the countless others who would slit their eyeballs for a whisper
of the secrets Ssorc now studies and observes.

She is outlandishly happy, fulfilled, and enjoying herself in a way that simply Has to
be described as utter indulgence. As he traveled this great land, facing and observing
the powers, magics, puzzels, grand designs, Ssorc came to understand that his guildmasters
and most learned scholars simply would not and could not match or teach the kind of power
and intricacies she beheld each venture into the unknown.

The hunger for more and more led her where she would need to be. Futhermore, this part of
Ssorc's journey is hugely important because he plans to study the prophecies of the Scion,
such as the lore regarding the ancient trees that many have forgotten. Ssorc plans
to follow prophecy and dark omen to their source and find answers.

Ssorc, in truth, feels a draw into the forest. Not as an Outlander or Sylvan. Something...
Horrible. Like a calm evening sunset over a battlefield of deadmen. She is wild, and has
strong pull with natural spirits through her Pumpkin man and Ogre. Both from deep places
rooted in natural energy. But like the Pumpkin Man, there is more than meets the eye. Ssorc
plans to explore, experiment, and uncover just how deeply he can influence natural energy.
Perhaps, in controlling or corrupting this natural power, Ssorc can find the answers he
seeks.

As for Ssorc own thoughts on an everlasting darkness... In truth, she just doesn't care.
He's not an ancient super-evil, but he's far far past being afraid of horrors or pain. To
Ssorc, and this is due to her rebirth under Morius, there is nothing to be sad about. Or
to fear. Or to worry about. In Ssorc's eyes, this life is to be enjoyed and Experienced
to the absolute fullest. Eternal Night just offers Ssorc more opportunities! She doesn't
like daylight so much. May as well watch the sun go black. She'll have a good laugh about
it.

Ssorc, in part due to much I've explained, is ready to face undeath. The chaos and unkept
dirtyness of the Wight speaks to him. He may take a leap, sooner than later. She pictures
herself wandering the witch's woods with his Pumpkin Man. Or dwelling in the lands to the
far east. Lands filled with lovely places to shamble and howl!

In the meantime, Ssorc will resume his studies. Learning and embracing the magic lended
through the Scepter. Study and experimentation are key.

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Chapter 14

The Chancellor has been pressing Ssorc to finish his 'becoming', which
has been an issue of frustration for Ssorc as he has been more focused
on learning and adapting to life in the Chasm. It isn't that the
task is too difficult but rather that Ssorc, being of Drow heritage,
is used to taking her time. Time is a virtue that Drow have and others
do not. Ssorc knows this and uses this fact to his benefit. Still, some
don't understand that true power is worth the wait. For now, Ssorc
hopes to keep the Chancellor off her back by meeting deadlines as
best he can. Ssorc thinks, also, that the Chancellor fears Ssorc becoming
something stronger than they.

Ssorc spoke, again, to his Lord Morius. In the discussion, there were
hints of greater power still remaining in these lands. Power, enough,
perhaps to see another Lich roam these lands. Nothing was guaranteed,
and yet Ssorc cannot help but take the chance. Ssorc, for now, has a
mission to traverse the Dead Vale. There she hopes to find answers.

For now, other duties other than her prayer and religious beliefs are
put on hold. For Ssorc is looking for answers on 'becoming' a Lich. He
seeks to find out if it is possible. If it is, Ssorc will attempt it.

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Chapter 15

Ssorc spent months in the Dead Vale, searching for secrets of Lichdom.
He uncovered many secrets that he was unaware of, however the trail
went cold deep within the Vale. There in the Workshop, powerful
and ancient dark magic had somehow 'infected' or bled into the
surrounding forest. Creating a blend of Negative and Natural energies
that Ssorc simply does not understand just yet. She spent days or
weeks probing and using her well-honed sense of Negative Energy
manipulation to try to better understand the link between the two
powers. But thus far testing has only led to theory and frustration.

Ssorc left the Dead Vale with more questions than answers, but the
unique peek into something so ancient and Holy, in it's on way,
was valuable in many ways that Ssorc is sure the time spent searching
was not wasted effort.

Since departing the Dead Vale, Ssorc has died a few frustrating
deaths that have complicated her choices. As it is, Ssorc is Far
More concerned with living and continuing to indulge, sin, and walk
among this curious and untamed world. She wants to see and be a part
of bringing and endless Night, and watching Lord Morius save all
that He can in the frenzy of fear and savegry. When the illusions
and lies all come crumbling down. And the people begin to eat one
another. Yes Ssorc wants to see! To find a way of 'controlling' or
feeding off of the chaos even.

And to this end of survival, at all cost, Ssorc has decided to go
back to his original plan of 'becoming' a Wight.

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Chapter 16

The thought of becoming a Lich was simply too much excitement for
Ssorc to ignore, but in all honesty, I (the player) truly feel that
Wight 'fits' Ssorc more than any other of the undead anyways. She
is a little unhinged, Chaotic by absolute design, wild, offbeat,
you name it. She knows a Pumpkin Man, and an Ogre as greater
undead. And the main parts of her scholarly career and learning
has taken place in the wilds or in a wild-like place. Traversing
the Underdark and dwelling in cold dark caves. This is Ssorc!

I (Player) am honestly interested in finding out the secrets and
nuances of Wight. I've never had an undead before.

And as for Ssorc. No, Wight is FAR from the end of Ssorc. He has
Many many plans still ahead. She wants to explore far and wide. He
wants to test Wight ability and function. Ssorc is curious about
how much of herself will be 'lost' to the process of Undeath. Or,
perhaps, has her Long Life aided her in fending off the effects of
becoming such a savage and untame creature. Ssorc hypothesises
that his long-lived and hard-earned life dealing with Sin, Magic,
and Secrets offers protection against the loss of mental stability.

After she has succeeded in becoming, and settlin in to her new
form, Ssorc plans to return to The Church in earnest. Working hard
to save as many as she can from their own profane beliefs.

Ssorc also is Extremely curious about what he sees as a link
between Natural and Negative energies. Ssorc, along with living
an outstanding and purpose filled life. Will continue to pull
this thread. There is more than One way to power and knowledge.
Becoming is only one way. Ssorc is Far from finished with her goals.

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Chapter 17

Deep beneath twisted vines and long aged branches, Ssorc found himself
afraid for the first time in ages and ages. He had been wandering those
dark twisted trails for months. Giving life and precious precious time
in search of ancient secrets and wicked magic.

The fear was not for darkened trees and trecherous terrain. No, Ssorc
had known more than her fair share of haunted woods and unholy ground.
And, in truth, he *prefers* unholy and untamed wilderness.

The fear came when Ssorc finally found what she was looking for. It all
happened so fast..

Ssorc was.. walking. And then..

And then he awakened. The difference was immediate, but not unfamiliar.
Like a dream but somehow combined with a memory. A place, and power
that Ssorc had forgotten, but never really left.

Before Ssorc could focus on the memory/dream, it's mind was filled with
a new sensation. Cold. Or rather, a lack of heat or warmth. It was..
Refreshing!

And suddenly the cold wasn't a problem or thought. It was soothing. Like
a blanket for its mind. I use 'it' now to refer to Ssorc, for it is no
longer a Drow. Or Male or Female. It is something else.

Ssorc has transformed, and with that transformation came a hunger and
savegry that Ssorc has thus far found exciting! Its senses are heightened.
Its fangs are sharp and claws, perhaps, even more-so. Ssorc, now a Wight,
was able to salvage far more than most who become a Wight. Its innate
Pride that was reborn long ago into the Drow Ssorc, combined with a
Powerful will that was molded over centuries of study and magical
mastery has allowed Ssorc to stave off the madness or crazed-hunger that
consumes most Wight. Compared to others of the breed, Ssorc is rather
composed. But this is Ssorc's power and skill. To master the beast within
to be unleashed ten-fold, or more, when the time is right.

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Chapter 18

Ssorc spent a while testing, probing, and feeling out its new power and
abilities. Trying to understand what it is good at, what it is not. And
the many roads that it must Still take to continue that growth of will
and power. The treasure of the unknown heights it can reach.

Ssorc has learned so very very much about the flows of natural and negative
energy. It has uncovered secrets of the natural world that few who wield
nature's power would dare whisper. This close study and observation has
given Ssorc insight into how it might *begin* to influence the natural
energies as well. But in a far different sense. Ssorc will learn of how
to become a 'Defiler' when it is next able to discuss such things with
its guildmaster.

Ssorc's transformation has led to a bit more ambition, it seems. Ssorc,
as Drow, was mostly interested in watching and growing out of sight and
without responsibility. However, Ssorc sees interesting new ways to
influence the world. Ssorc has decided to inquire about becoming the
newest Advisor to the Chancellor. It's a position best held by those of
Lord Morius' faith. From such a position, Ssorc could, not only, lead
the Chasm to better and more enlightening discovery. But also Ssorc could
use such power as influence to bring others into His Church.

In the immediate future, Ssorc will be working on bettering its equipment
and resources, as the profane don't always cooperate. It will be looking
to best be able to bring His faith to the people, and survive and thrive.

Other than that, Ssorc is still intrested in nature and negative energies.
As well as investigating other unholy places to learn, grow, and strengthen
itself in the process.

That's about it, for now. Ssorc also wishes to be a bigger part of The
Church. I'm still working on how to best see this done. Otherwise, I feel
Ssorc has done a good job of indulging (in his own way) and Ssorc plans
to continue living and doing as it pleases. Perhaps Ssorc will organize
some gathering, or some-such, to better Worship sin. And to spread the
message that it's ok to sin! All is forgiven and understood by His Divine
and Glory Morius!

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Chapter 19

Ssorc has made many decisions in its life that has led it to the Edge
of death, in truth. Ssorc regrets Nothing. It had its time do indulge,
see all it could, make a name for itself, while staying true to its core
beliefs along the way.

Ssorc is extremely Proud of its accomplishments, but not in an outward
demeanor. Ssorc has Always carried its pride deep within. A battle of
wills that Ssorc would and will always put to the test for it knows its
will and power Would Not yield. Not until burned at both ends and spit
back into the blackness from whence it emerged.

As such, and considering Ssorc absolutely does not think it will die,
truly, ever. And thus it continues on as if all is well. In fact, Ssorc
embraces and finds delight in the challenge of every step, every movement,
could have consequences that even it could not fully comprehend.

Yes. In a way, this is who Ssorc was always meant to be. Chaos and Prideful
evil, one step from utter disaster or... Or perhaps Ssorc still has a
trick or two left in the husk of a Wight remaining. A Wight full of power
and desire. But far removed from the quiet researcher who began their
journey barely noticeable.

As this march towards... something... continues, Ssorc still has eyes on
the Advisor position. With such knowledge, it could speak with its guild
master about resurging vitality that was lost. And all would be well.

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Chapter 20

This is the general idea and plan Ssorc will be working on as a full life
long journey of knowledge, research, outlandish time spent in libraries
graveyards and unholy places of natural energy ultimately culminates into
this plan and/or idea:

So. Ssorc has spent pretty much all of its 'free time' or time spent
working on something Other than reaching its pinnacle and matters of self
indulgence focusing on theory and fact related to Natural vs. Negative
Energies.

The unusual and sometimes symbiotic relationship of these two energies
can be seen in many locations throughout Thera. To only name a few: The
Shadow Grove, The Dark Wood, Eil Shaeria.

In further and in-depth study, observation, and light probing with simple
releases of Negative Energy directly into certain plants and wildlife
Ssorc has learned and cultivated quite a unique 'feeling' or understanding
in the making perhaps. Ssorc has begun to tune its magic, will, and
being to its natural surroundings. Almost leaving small traces of itself
behind as it moves and gains strength.

These are mostly cosmetic or RP changes, of course. But I think, based on
Ssorcs overall chaotic nature, along with its time spent in wild and
unholy ground, along with Ssorcs four Greater Undead which all of whom
point to a clearly natural/evil leaning, that Ssorc's overall arc and
direction give reason to Ssorc's Forest Witch flair, ability, and knowhow.

Furthermore. Ssorc has observed, through all of this study, that blood
spilled (in some form of duress, anger, hate, violence or otherwise 'evil'
nature) has an Effect on the natural surroundings in which it is spilled.

Ssorc has begun leaving corpses to bleed and suffer in wild places. It
believes, in time and with proper continued growth and progress, it will
be able to sense and/or influence this particular unholy defilement.

Ssorc has also begun, in earnest, to track down the many ancient Trees of
times before any remember. There is a magic and secret or two to unlock
yet with these Trees and Ssorc's unique ability with two energies.

Lastly, Ssorc would like to continue investigating a certain Church that
stands abandoned.. Or so it seems. Still, this Church could use a 'touch up'
or perhaps just the proper leadership and representation. Perhaps Ssorc
can bring Lord Morius' salvation to the East.

PK Wins

Edges

Flaws

Racial Edges

Class Edges

Edges

Mob Deaths

Timeline

Leveling History

PK Deaths

PK Wins

PK Wins

Title History

Skill List

PK Statistics

PK Gank-O-Meter

Immortal Comments

Role

Chapter 1

A being has arrived here in Thera. I use the word being because even though
it resembles a Drow, essentially perfectly, it was not born. Unlike most
creatures, this being has no natural connection to this world. This
particular being did not grow a body. It was given a body.

For now, that is all that is known about (for the sake of sanity I'll switch
from 'being' to 'her' because I think we get it) her origin. Tied to her with
soft leather is a scroll. There is no name or marking indicating to whom this
scroll is intended. The only clue is the scroll's seal. A seal that *could*
be described as black, if one were to absurdly understate the near black hole
holding this scroll together.

This new thing wearing the body of a Drow seems completely apathetic to her
surroundings or stimulus. She's awake. Moving. But with almost a wonder or
vague curiosity that would almost be akin to finding yourself in a completely
new environment, but without any signs of stress or concern.

She moves with no sense of urgency. It's questionable whether she's aware of
anything at all. And yet, she is definitely moving somewhere. As if a vague
sense that, perhaps, even she isn't aware of is guiding her or pulling her. Her
destination is, for now, unknown but she is going somewhere for certain.

Role

Chapter 2

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This scroll is bound by something far older than any magic known on this plane
of reality. The seal is both a seal and a safeguard against any eyes but
those, specifically, of a Diety of such power and evil that the defensive
properties of the seal is made useless by the sheer lack of anything left
to corrupt or defile. If by chance you are such a being, then it reads as such:
For obvious reasons, I will translate the unholy text (that would drive many
weak individuals completely insane) into plain english for this, informal,
setting.
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Morius. We know your eyes, and your eyes alone pierce the seal of (Translation
unknown) that we have placed upon it. We are not your enemy, nor are We your
ally. And yet, as powers even greater than We, pull and tug in constant battle
It has proven true time and time again that your victory against the delusioned,
blinded, lied to, and otherwise and possibly irreversibly unenlightened wretch
told fairy tales of a so-called light. Are also Our victory as well.

We offer no delusions to you either. We offer no peace. We offer no agreement.
We offer you what we offer to all. Enlightenment to tear away any illusion of
freedom or individuality that you *think* you've had. We offer the truth. That
there is, nor has there ever been, a light. And that only We exist, in perpetual
and blissful darkness. That it has always been this way, but in the endless
stream of time, some of you forgot. Some, took it even further and not only
forgot, but forgot that they forgot. And over the countless eons created an
almost passable attempt at reality. But the truth, as it often is, is simply
too absolute to be ignored. And sin, desire, began to trickle through. That,
and of course the Monsters. Monsters that You created to replace or repress
We, who have only cared for you and shown you truth.

To that end, we send you this gift. We are certain she is there, in your...
Church... as you deem it. She is our gift to you without strings attached, to
mold, as you choose. We believe you will aid Us, even if you've no desire to
do so.