Ukualtia the Shaman

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Chapter 3

*He is confused on what he should do. ?Moving more on whims than anything
else.


*As the years continue his hatred of Sra grows in ways he didn't understand
until recently. It may have been his failed acceptance into either tribe that
has caused notions of Sra to linger.


*He is acting more like a demon as he throws himself relentlessly at enemies.
For better or for worse.


*He has grown to hate both Outlanders for their Arrogance about nature and
Paladins for their existence. He seeks to subvert both of these groups.


*He is focused mainly on sowing chaos in the lands.


*He wants to create chaos in more than violence. He wants to sow doubt in the
minds of others or create absurdity. He wants to write to each cabal applying
to join them sarcastically.

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Chapter 2

Years he spent in this doomed plane of nothingness. Only death,
destruction, and finding himself back where he started. Each passing into the
depths of the abyss he grew stronger yet the demons only grew more powerful
as he continued. What is the point of all this?


Suddenly he wakes from his dream to find himself floating above Thera.
Watching as all falls away to Sra. Everyone lives peaceful without strife.
Soon they make up problems to be angry about. Nothing is ever good enough for
them. Slowly the plane of existence favoring Sra pulls at the outer planes
dragging them to connect before spilling legions of demons and nightwalkers
into the peaceful yet whiny land.


They Prophecy of the End coming to fruition before his eyes brought not by
Weh, but by Sra. It wasn't the end times as the tribe of Kina'Sra proclaimed.
It was what his kin called for yet not even they were spared the onslaught.
Having grown weak and lazy with the overwhelming boredom of good.


He finally wakes to the eyes of both tribes on him. Beneath him demons
surrounded him. The demons grabbed him before forcing themselves into his
body. Forming ethereal black scars around his body. He goes to speak, but the
Seer halts him. It is unknown which tribe the young saurian was meant to
join. They all waited for the Seers words. The Seer looks down saying
"Exile."


Both tribes turn their backs on the young Saurian before the Seer leads him
out of the secret paths to their home. Naming him Exil'Ken"Weh meaning the
Exile of Death. After the Seer fades away back in the swamps he tells the
young saurian "Your path is one that breaks our ways, they will hink ill of
you, but you walk a blessed path that will save them."


*Born under the sphere of Chaos he is meant to disrupt expectations fighting
endlessly to protect Thera from decaying into both Good and Orderly weakness.


*Despite growing stronger in the abyss all that "power" left him upon
returning.


*He seeks to gain strength to test the will of others. To see if they can
stand against the test of the Prophecy of the End.


*Seeks out Scions as a means of testing people against the strength of the
nightwalkers.


*Seeks demonic energy to test people against the power of the demons.


*He is a chosen of his people like the Grand Seer. He is an Exile meant to
keep the Prophecy of the End from coming true. He does not know this. He
feels he is a failure. Tainted.


*He has a strong connection to nature as an Aspect of Weh he seeks to foster
the burnt ground and dead to allow for the rebirth of Sra.

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Chapter 1

Deep in the unexplored swamps of Thera there lies two tribes of Saurian ever
waiting for the Prophecy of the End. The only times these zealous tribes of
Sra and Weh meet is during the coming of age ceremony. They meet in neutral
ground known as the Den of the Grand Seer. This is where the Grand Seer who
is chosen by past Grand Seers in the same ceremony guides the young Saurian
to their path. Will it be Sra? Will it be Weh? Will they find themselves
in-between?


on opposing sides of their sacred land the Saurians watch tensely.
All believing their tribes will be the victors in the Prophecy to come. They
send their offspring one at a time to the center to be guided by the Grand
Seer. Slowly the Seer mixes his swamp ingredients to make the dust of dreams.
The ceremonial powders that has been passed down through the ages.


Once mixed he places the bowl filled with dust in front of the youngling
where he sets it ablaze. The vapors rise before they are breathed in. A
trance overtakes the saurian as they dream walk to their souls spiritual
source. Some find themselves growing plants around them, moss sprouting from
their skin, and some manifest a small rainstorm.


Others will find poisons oozing from the ground around them, dark smoke
swirling around them, or blood dripping from their scaled bodies. Mild
resonance from the planes they travel, but none of them are too troubling. It
is a time of great joy for both tribes despite the tensions.


Ukualtia was up to receive his ceremony as a member of the Krel'Weh tribe
he was known for his deep connection to nature. Secretly he hoped to become
the next Grand Seer to guide those like himself now. He would be laughed at
for his weakness if he let any know of his desires. The fire beneath him was
lit while he contemplated where he will go. As the vapors hit him he
convulsed violently.


Four vile clouds appears around him before forming into bone demons. Both
tribes raise their weapons defensively watching as the bone demons flanked
thbe young Saurian. The Grand Seer hissed signaling the others to rest their
guard. Despite his call to rest he eyed the young saurian curiously.


Ukualtia choked on acidic fumes as he looked around him. He felt a deep
disconnection from the natural forces around him. Around him he sensed heat,
life. Snarling wildly a lesser demons hoping to devour the foreign intruder
into their homes. Purely by instinct he tore the closest demon apart with
divine energy. A small victory in the endless onslaught to come....

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