Kharvirth Ghovriasiu the Affirmation of Life, Anathema to the Empire

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Chapter 6

A slim dark-elf, covered on a dark robe was silently praying before
the Altar to the Dark Gods in the west wing of the Imperial Palace.
He slowly nodded to the invisible forces before him, turned around,
and moved towards The Chamber of the Council of Four. Toughts were
filling his mind, as he formally greeted the other three members of
the Imperial Council gathering around the large table across the room,
as he took his place as the High Priest of the Empire.

Kharvirth made an accurate reading of the imperial situation in the
past, and the vacuum of power he had foreseen, specially in the Divine
Sect , had been occupated. His plans so far were going as... planned.

Becoming High Priest, was a huge step in the stair of Dominion and
Obedience. The new powers and status he has now, comes with great
responsability. Since many are under his command, and he understands
that much of the faith of those commanded by him, is dependent on his
decisions.

Again, three things are filling his mind:
First: The Emperor. Kharvirth has no doubt, the Emperor is one of the
most vicious hunters in Thera, a force to be recognized, a Legend he
could even say. But that is it. As the flesh goes, all that will remain
is a legend. On his view, the Empire needs to leave a Legacy to the
generations to come. Also, he believes that the Emperor on his lust for
power, sometimes takes attitudes very close to chaotic ones, and he
refutes that. The Empire needs a full Council, and the next Emperor
must come from the Divine Sect.

Second: The image of the Witch is constant on his mind. Knowledge
always played a huge part on Kharvirth's plans, and it is becoming
more and more important to him as time goes by. He is eager to finish
part of his work, and present to Lady Ishuli for Her evaluation. His
new position demands time, and time is what he seeks now to visit Her.
Thoughts cross his mind, will his work be worth of the Eternal Library?

Third: A new Dark Lord of the Empire has risen, he is known as the
Unspoken One. And for Kharvirth's unpleasure, he considers healers in
general, the lowest cast in his dominion. Kharvirth is thinking on a
way to aproach the Unspoken One, specially to improve the prestige of
the Divine Sect before the new Lord.

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Chapter 5

Kharvirth's youth is gone, he is no longer a young drow. More than a
hundred elven years have passed, as he was very focused and dedicated
in gaining his Lord's favor, but what he gained was silence. This was
really affecting his sanity, and he started to pray and preach from
different places, like the Shrine of the Dark Lords and some badlands.
That seemed sometimes, only lost words in the wind.

His faith was strong as steel, and his believes in the Grand Design
were unshakable, and at some point for his surprise, these words were
apparently captured by a entity, known as a Witch. Her words were very
brief, but more than enough to leave Kharvirth very interested and at
the same time, intrigued and a little puzzled. He decided to accepted
Her invitation and went to meet the Lady known as the Curator of the
Eternal Library, Lady Ishuli.

Uncomfortable with what could happen there, Kharvirth made a brief
research about the Witch, and found that Her preachings were related
to Knowledge, Dedication and Purity, and in his understanding, She
was one of the pillars of Order around Thera. At this point, pressure
was very strong over him in the Empire, many knew of his situation,
so he took his chances and visited "Her" Library.

Kharvirt met Lady Ishuli at Her Library. He arrived with high hopes
and left with a Deal. He found out that his faith and dedication
into the Grand Design, attracted the interest of Lady Ishuli. In his
understanding She is always seeking new works and knowledge to secure
into Her Library. The bargain was that "She" would part a sparkle of
Her Divine power, and Kharvirth would work for Her, transforming his
ideal of the Grand Design, into a written testament. The meeting left
Kharvirth amused, as now he would continue his preachings, but at the
time, he was bound in a bargain with the Witch.

At this point, the first front of work was well routed and with a
new breath of power. Now, his focus turned to the second front...

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Chapter 4

After set goals to his life, Kharvirth started to work to make them
become real. In the first front, that is to prove his valor to his Lord,
he grows very uneasy. The silence of Lord Destuvius, is slowly corroding
his confidence. Despite visiting his Lord's Shrine regularlly, and pray
with faith and hope, time is passing and it is becoming harder for him
to justify why he does not have the favor of his Lord before the ones
above him and under him. Some beings, start to judge it as incompetence,
and others as he is not worth.

Kharvirth works to put this toughts aside, and believe that this is a
test his Lord is making him pass. He must believe so, because not being
able to grant his Lord's favor, would pratically ruin all other projetcs
in long term.

In the second front, Kharvirth is pleased with his progress. The idea of
having the blessings of a healer, shake the toughts and desires of many
around thera. He started to build his net of allies, carefully choosen
from their orderly behavior. He joined the Empire, and is now known as a
Divine Voice. The Empire has a vacuum of power, especially in his sect,
the Divine. He sees it as a great opportunity to take this space and
raise in the stair of Dominion and Obedience.

Now he has to balance his options. Insisting in gain the blessings of
his Lord before advance, could make him loose the opportunity to quickly
raise in the Empire. In the other hand, raising quickly and taking a
place of proeminience within the Empire, could be his ruin, as he would
have to find a way to hold himself there, without the full potential of
a complete Priest.

At this moment, his destiny is not completelly at his hands...

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Chapter 3

First:
He understand that to achieve full potential on the healers guild, he
need the blessings of his Lord. The Grand Design forseen by Lord Destuvius
in a world of Dominion and Obedience, is a blessing to the mortals that
must be taken to all races of Thera. This Design, also fits as a fine
glove to Kharvirth's goals. He will seek to gain the trust of Lord
Destuvius, and work hard on the religion to one day be worth to hold the
mark of his Lord.

Second:
Thera is so big. The wars the Drow Clans fight over power, specially in
TethAzeleth and surroundings, seems very irrelevant now that he has seen
the size of the world above the Underdark. He desires to know the Land,
explore every corner, race and peculiarity. Know of his enemies, allies,
politics and secrets. This knowledge, he believes will be very important
to bring others under his mantle of influence, and so, build his army.

Third:
Under the mantle of protection of his Lord, and the scepter of influence
achieved by knowledge of races and Land, his goal is to Rule. He will
seek the Empire, take the Oath and grow under the teachings and vision
of Lord Destuvius, Dominion and Obedience. The ultimate goal in the
Empire, is to take the Throne, and bring all the Land under the control
of the Grand Order.

Kharvirth have seen failure in the past, has gained a second chance for
his life. The route now is different, others will fight for him, but one
dream remains, take the Clan Ghovriasiu to power. And by dreams, he knows
every single goal will require a big amount of work, so... dream big.

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Chapter 2

The external wounds healed, leaving only a visible scar that goes from the
back of his right ear to close to the back of his neck. In the other hand,
the pain from his memories, never faded. They come back in the form of
nightmares and visions. A profund hate as grown on Kharvirth about his
failure in the past, as his Clan and name have almost vanished from the
land.

Now he understands he only live because of a conjuncture of facts, involving
fate, luck, will to live and pitty of another drow. Kharvirth does not
forget the expression in the face of the shadow healer, knowing the life
of the one before him was in his hands. This power, Kharvirth wishes to
hold. He joined the Healers guild in the city of Galadon, and started his
training just after the events that lead him to Galadon.

His choice to become a healer, does not have anything to do about altruism
or the desire do the good to others. Its a form he found to become very
valuable to the ones he chooses as allies, and keep them close as shepherds
do to their flocks. He intends to use this as a way of influence on those
around him, to achieve all his goals.

Having aversion of the unpredictable, he likes things very organized in a
orderly way. He believes everyone should have a defined place in the
society, and acept its place, exercing his right over those under him and
accepting the dominance of those above. He believes there is nothing out
of orderly society. And part because of his creation in a noble house,
protocol and etiquette are very important to him as well.

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Chapter 1

Kharvirth's eyes slowly oppened, pain was wrecking on his head. His face was
touching the ground, sticked to dried blood. With much effort he pulled his
head up, and concentrated to adjust his eyes to the darkness around him,
revealing his house partially burned and many corpses on the ground. The pain
in his head quickly spread through his body as he recognized the members of
his Clan, the Clan Ghovriasiu lying stone cold on the ground.

He reached out the back of his head, a gravious mace wound was still bleeding.
At this moment, he realized as he was standing up, that the war his Clan has
being fighting with other houses had ended. In the path choosen to achieve
power and control, His Clan was no more. Once a proud warrior Clan, was now
lead to oblivion. Politics and alliances have defeated skill and courage.

Lost in emptiness and despair, he left his former home, without a particular
direction. All he wanted was to leave behind the pain. Wounded and stumbling
upon the walls of the underdark, he managed to find a way out, in a rocky
path through sparse woods he climbed until he found a river. Was his first
time out of the underdark, and he could not believe the extention of the land
his eyes were seeing now.

In this moment of contemplation, he slipped and falled into the currents.
Weak and debilitated, he struggled for his life anf found some drifting wood,
in which he grabbed with all the strenght he had left. The following hours
were very confused to him, as only glimpses of memory cross his mind, as
of a white town and finally the now familiar face of another dark-elf, known
as the shadow healer, from the temple of Galadon.

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