Myven the Whisper, Spymaster of Blackclaw, Anathema to the Empire

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Chapter 1

Myven was born into poverty. I will not bore you with his simple life before
a point of relevance.

He began his path a young man, just before his 16th birthday. A life of
poverty had left him lusting for more. He wanted to be respected, he wanted
wealth, he wanted women. The things he could never have before.

Realizing his family was happy with little to nothing, he came to the
conclusion that the moment you stop lusting for more is the moment you become
complacent and weak.

The way of the Thief seemed fitting to Myven, He had always been a quick for
a human, and long had he been envious of the Thieves in Galadon.

He joined the Galadon guild for a time, learning the basics, but
pickpocketing wasn't for him. Being a simple thief was not enough for him.
His lust for power could not be satisfied by simple thievery. No, becoming a
powerful Imperial was the path for him.

With that, he decided to make him more useful. He learned the ways of a thug
and began exercising more force in satisfying his wants. A realistic man,
Myven realizes that his ambitions will take time, and patience is required.

He intends to do what needs to be done to rise to the top of his sect and
then the empire.

He has chosen to style himself Myven Blacksun to accommodate his desire for
light to be extinguished to the point the sun turns black itself.

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Chapter 2

Myven's ambitions have led him well and he has risen through the Imperial
ranks quickly. His confidence has swelled as well as his awareness to his own
foolish mistakes.

Having been promoted to an Elite Imperial Shadow at such a young age is
encouraging, but not enough to satisfy him. The Shadow Lord has been a good
example to the young thief, keeping him keen and teaching him a thing or two.

His relationships elsewhere in the empire are not quite so good. He is not
well liked among his peers. Perhaps by his arrogance or his actions. This
does not concern him, they are beneath him.

He has become quite obsessive with becoming Emperor. He dreams of it nightly.
Visions of ruling Thera, of turning the sun black. He is convinced that such
magicks must exist. Robbing Thera of Light would cement the rule of Darkness
and Order. The empire controlling the sun itself would signify true order.

Outside of the Empire, Myven has become the Spymaster of Blackclaw. The guild
has become his personal hideout and he intends to keep it that way. The guild
requires only him. The smell of felar is still somewhat irritating for him,
but perhaps in time he will move to Galadon when the time is right.

The other sects fail to impress him, even the Emperor himself is soft. The
Empire will not prosper under such a weak leader. Gedunthos or himself are
the only suitable options. Still, patience is in his mind. He still learns
his skills as a thief, it will take time.

For now the path remains clear, the dreams remain the same.