Role

Chapter 8

Bliss is a creation of Itzenxilaatl, a semi-alive fetus, brought to life
by negative energy. Typically, necromancers use these beings as guides to
the world of the dead, the negative and shadow planes, or as mediums when
they contact the deceased or seek answers from the spirits. Itzenxilaatl
has created Bliss for the same purpose. Creating a living fetus is
perhaps the darkest thing that a sentient being could do, and though
Itzenxilaatl was a true necromancer, he had not lost all his humanity. At
least - not yet.

Fortunately, one day, during his travels, he visited a Darsylon city when
he heard a call to everyone. A princess was sick, and anyone who could
help would be rewarded generously by the King himself. Curious,
Itzenxilaatl proceeded to the castle with other healers and shamans,
pretending to be one of them. Soon, the best candidates were chosen, and
Itzenxilaatl, due to his knowledge of the human anatomy (which wasn't a
big surprise) was one of them. They were escorted to the princess'
apartment where the beauty lay on a massive bed inlaid with gems and
golden leaves. From the first glance, Itzenxilaatl could tell she was
dying. Death's grey tentacles, invisible to others, were embracing her
and her unborn child. The child still had a chance to survive - if
Itzenxilaatl performed an operation. The princess would inevitably die in
the process, but she would likely die anyway, and nothing in the world
could save her. This is what Itzenxilaatl told everyone. His words
angered the King so much that Itzenxilaatl was taken away by the guards
and imprisoned.

After several days, the guards brought Itzenxilaatl back to the princess'
room. She had died. But within her, a spark of life still was pulsating.
A tiny heart, beating slow, like a dying flame of a candle in the wind.
He was asked to save it by any means necessary. Itzenxilaatl named the
price. He would save the child, but take it with him. Not because he was
an evil witch, but because it was the only way to save the poor baby. If
they had listened to him earlier, it wouldn't be necessary. The deal was
sealed. When they realised that the fetus would live in a glass can
forever, it was too late. The surgery was done, and Itzenxilaatl, knowing
that he would be executed for such a dark deed, called to the darkness
and vanished into the night, carrying the precious child away. He took
care of the poor thing, but sometimes he asked himself if death would be
more merciful than such an existence?

After that time, he avoided Darsylon at all cost. Sometimes, elven squads
lurked in Udgaard, searching for him, but Itzenxilaatl managed to evade
them and keep Bliss - as he called the child - safe. He felt that Bliss
realized it, and perhaps felt a strange sympathy to its parent? Or
master?