Greddarh Ksha'Brash the Dark Knight of Creation, Elder of the Night

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Chapter 1

Illegal name, try another.
Name: nd of course I will never
forget what I told to my Mistress.

'I will bring my knowledge, my power and my goal that is to
serve you and create new world... Where I can be ruler and
force everyone to praise your name, to stand on the kneels
before you at yours Temples Which would be in all places of
Thera'

If I am going to be brashmar of Lady Eshval I will need to
have her statue with myself for the rituals, for other of her
followers to see it. Her real temple should stay as only mine
secret. I do not wish to give anyone else access to the place
of ancient power, to the home of beautiful madness.

Her eyes are full of darkned flame
Is it a madness or insane?
Her body covered by Darkness
That like the wings behind her back.
Her lips are glass with blood and sorrow
Who ever gave his blood to Her...
You will be blessed in eternal.

Two hand she stretches to the artists
With sword is one and one with page.
The empty page with destiny that's new
And can be yours
Just you make your choise
And come in heart of Darkness
To find the Muse that would be yours.

So who are you? The fuel to Furnace?
The one who is inspired by Her?
Just make your choice!
And I will help to make the right.
I am the Priest of Muse. Greddarh.

That is how I remember Her. That is how Her statue will be like.
It is time to create her Temple inside of me and my mind and inside
of Fold. It is time to enter in heart of Darkness.

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Chapter 2

I have learned how to take part of the soul from my enemies
and accumulate it in my weapons. Though I felt changes in
me when I was holding axe with souls in my hands. It is like
when you open window and fresh air rush into room. Same was
with my mind or perhaps with a thing that others call soul.
Different ideas, thoughts and abilities... all these were
swimming inside of my mind. That feeling is close to insane
or you can call it madness. I think it is part of one and part
of second. I even began to write poems.

From far away is coming wave
Wave of Darkness, wave of Flame.
I am swimming to the wave
of your blessing, life and pain.

That is why I swim away
From the earth to wave of pain.
Coming, coming darkened wave,
Take my soul and take my flame.

Perhaps it happened due infuence of bard's souls I've collected.
Anyway the more souls I get the worse my mind is. I was not sure
where is my thoughts and where is thoughts of the collective soul.
My mind began to dissolve in voices. But suddenly one thing came
into my mind.. I can shape souls into the flames of Ninauurm. That
will allow me to keep my self in almost the same status I was
before...
Yes, that helped me but after I have gotten more souls I felt that
I had come back to that problem... What will be next? Insain Greddarh
or something else? I will continie my research.

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Chapter 3

During my travels I found out one intresting thing.. Though
I am not sure if there is anything can be inresting for me
in a real. I had no much expirince in talking with anyone
before I left Veran. But wait..I am running too far...

I and two of my teachers who were care about me from my born
were sent to Thar-Acacia. I was going to continie my physical
and magical trainings. There is a huge library where I can
learn more about Lords and Mistress of Darkness so I will be
able to select my deity. Though my teachers in Veran were sure
that deity will find me if there would be any need or interest
in me. I do not think that Gods with all their mighty need
something from mortals. Anyway I have to find out how I can
attract their or her attention to me, otherwise I can not call
myself brashmar. I am unsure why I was thinking that it would be
Mistress... just something inside of my mind was flaring up when
I thought about Her Mistress.

Unfortunately roads were not that safe as our mages thought. It
was long, long time ago when mages of Veran left their houses in
Thar-Acacia and came to forgotten by all living creatures
place - Veran. But one night when we stopped for earth-bed group
of creatures or who it was?! attacked us. Almost all guardians
and both my teachers died in a few moments. I was not going to
protect them because I was not able to win that fight and I could
not risk by my life. Too much mages of Veran put in me. That is why
I just hid behind the trees and was looking how creatures killing
them all.

Now we come back to the thing that was intresting. These two mages,
my teachers took place of my mother and I should feel something then
they were dying at my eyes. But I did not feel anything. I was just
hope that they would die fast enough so they could not tell that I
was with them. After all my companions died and creatures left the
bloody clearing I searched lifeless bodies for anything I can use
and head to a nearly city. It was Hamsah. During followed two or
three years I was looking for a way to Thar-Acacia but still I did
find it.

For these years I have met a lot of people, I was looking for them
and their reactions and there is one thing that confuse me.
They were smiling, crying, loving, hating... They call it emotions
but I still can not understand what for spend your own inner strength
for all these pointless emotions. Only clear mind, knowledge are
blessing of Dark Lords and Mistress are important. One old monk
Moud Monastery told me that emotions just a mirror of your soul.
May be I do not have soul?

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Chapter 4

I am Greddarh and I was born in laboratories
of Veran. The energy of Chaos was my father and power of
mages was my mother. I do not know if I can call myself
one of the fire giant race after all. That was great
experiment of creation new creature and new advantage.

Since the begin of the world all living creatures were
separated on castes. Mages of Veran thought that there
are two main castes, kshatry - creatures of Sword and
brashmar - creatures of Word. First was reacting on the
world and events with pure power of their bodies and
muscles, weapons and second by power of magic or power
that have been given them by the mighty Gods.

Kshatries are great warriors, generals of army, but never
could be the real ruler of world. Nobody will stay on
seat of the ruler if he would not please Gods and nobody
can please and praise as well as brashmar can. From the
other side brashmar can not be good commanders.

So the mages of Veran decided to create a man who will
combine the power of sword and of world at its best. The
man who can be rules of Veran and perhaps of world?!
The creature that will protect Veran better than all
creatures who were created in laboratories.