Oqoko Tel Avaendis the Mourning Lover, Betrayer of Necromancy

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Chapter 4

I am scared beyond words now, those of the Fortress think they have a plan to
challenge the curse. I fear that they take it not seriously enough for it is
ancient and forged by the combining of seperate curses from the Light and from
the Night. But they will not listen they are willing to try and think that if
I simply embrace the Light we can force it to fall since Almedys and I will no
longer be erring in the eyes of the Ancient Divinities who invoked the curses.

I am so unsure of this but for Love's sake I will try and hopefully something
positive will come of this. I am strangely still curious about what necromancy
looking into using components such as ivory, scales, skins and of course bones.

I am not sure that seeking Lord Zebulus will not be necessary before we can
actually begin to address the curse. I hope I have not brought ruin to all
attempts to solve the curse by telling too many and I hope there is no back
lash against those who are seeking to aid me. Only checking portents and time
will finally tell if all will be well.

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Chapter 5

These surface dwellers are infinitely malleable yet none of my race seem to
understand that. All wish for the happiness of others regardless of what it
may cost themselves. I am happy to have made several acquaintances who are
willing to place my salvation in high standing. Truthfully they do not
understand what lengths I will go to in order to secure my lost love,
Almedys. My oath to Almedys not to harm sentients has stood me amazingly
well with the factions associated with what is known as the Light. Even
those of a nature similar to the one I was born with simply mock me and avoid
conflict. Definitely to my benefit in the aspect of survival but quite
detrimental to my advancement within my guild. I think the benefits greatly
outweigh the detractions though.

I have several sources of great power based on the force of dark magic and
within one I hope to find the start of the path to eternal life as a vampire.
Barovia and Arkhams crypts seem to be permeated with the power I seek but
even more so a little village known as the Dale just to the east of Arkham.
I feel I may be able to corrupt or at least draw on the energies of those I
have befriended as need be to further my goal to contacting Almedys and
ensuring his rebirth finds me there waiting for him to break this wretched
curse! Vergil, Arben, and several others are prime for such treatment whereas
some of my friends I truly wish no harm to befall them.I know this be a
weakness but I can not cast aside Almedys wishes for me to be true to the
Oath. May Zebulus find me worthy so I can proceed to delve into the Curse.

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Chapter 6

I will have my Love and we will walk the Lands eternally once I master the
powers of Vampirism. No one will stand before us and we will seek our own
paths based on Love and crushing anyone who would stand in Loves way. Fools
of any inclination who will try to reign over or deny us because they feel
they have Divine right to do so, and thus suppress the freedom of finding
Love, will be sought out and destroyed.

I feel the frustration of all my past lives in finding Love in the arms of
one I would call an enemy and then having our new found love torn from us so
much that I will forgo harming any sentient being in order to facilitate the
reincarnation of my beloved. This has increased my frustration but some
things must be endured in order to be successful. I will find Almedys in his
new form and I will gift upon him the blessed power of Eternal Life through
Vampirism. He will be mine forever and to the pits of Hell with anyone who
will try to stand in my way!

Amazingly the first appearance of the true Master of Magic, Lord Zebulus, in
the pantheon of Thera has coincided with what must be my first true attempt
to fight the Eternal Curse. With the wisdom and guidance of one who knows
all the secrets of Magic I will prevail! Eternal life and eternal Love shall
be mine! Along with boundless strength in the Dark Power of Death Magic to
stop anyone foolish enough to oppose us.

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Chapter 7

This be the soul bond of Almedys Tel Avaendis of Darsylon. Like the Elders
warned me the Dark Elves were absolutely unwavering in their brutality and
refusal to parley. I offered myself in exchange for the young child they had
kidnapped only to be shown her mutilated lifeless form.

Captured and having lost all hope of surviving my impending ordeal I began
this spiritual impression so that I may peacefully go into the next
existence. Much to my surprise not all came to pass as I feared would.I
was given to a young Dark Elf woman, obvious from her vestments, to be in
training for some foul service in their dark religion. Her hair the deepest
menacing black and her eyes a piercing unforgiving well of the darkest brown
yet for some reason I felt a startling recognition as I gazed upon her.

She was hesitant in starting in on me and ordered the warrior lackeys out of
the room for some reason. It was then things started to go places you Elders
will never believe if you do not receive this image. She gingerly touched my
hair and drew back startled with a look of awe spreading rapidly across her
features. I had to painfully turn my head to see what had happened, a lock
of my silver hair had turned the colour of her eyes. Gasping I flexed my left
hand and reached up to touch her, strange as it may seem she leaned down to
accept my hand against her cheek. My hand dropped quickly as I gaped in awe
as a lock of her hair turned the deepest blue just like the colour of my
eyes.

It was then the understanding of what the recognition had been, we had been
lovers throughout time and now we were reunited. Thankfully she too came to
that realization and from then on strove to make the illusion of torture in
order to keep me alive. The time we spent together was precious and private
not to be included in this but the ordeal was painful as she bled herself
continually so the others would not suspect her of treachery.

Finally she knew she had to come up with something or we would be found out.
She invoked a spell that paralysed me and then brought in the guards to throw
me out after beating me up so I looked tortured. Thankfully the paralysation
rendered me unable to feel the pain of the bruising but I understood why and
immediately forgave her. I was unceremoniously tossed into the offal heap
but this is when her plan goes awry. She had ordered the guards to return to
duty immediately upon disposing of me but one of them had too much bloodlust
to let my fallen form be. He stabbed me repeatedly until the damage got so
great I could not longer hold onto the my Theran form. It was then I decided
to quickly complete this ephemeral message and inform you, the Elders of
Darsylon, the amazing events that had come to pass from my folly.

Thus begins the journey of Oqoko Lovelost into the depths of her soul to
somehow find a way to reunite herself with her lost love.

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Chapter 1

Finally! It has dawned upon me. I was such a selfish arrogant demanding fool.
I spent all my time wanting the Light to be infused as a right into me
instead of trying to earn it. I am sure I have tried the patience of all who
have called me friend with my foolishness and poor attitude. The Divine
Spirit of the Light and the Deities of the Light must be taxed by my actions
to no end. I am absolutely sure they wish me to succeed but to look at me
making the same mistakes over and over again must be frustrating to them.
And worst of all my races foul trait of judging others lesser and debasing
them in order to protect yourself reared its ugly head, as I had thought I
was protecting Hirken from Rivkah. Thankfully she is such a precious soul
that she said I was right in doing what I had and that I had no need to seek
her forgiveness. No need? She is ten times the being of the Light than I
could dream of being. Thank the Gods I could start making it up to her and
now she calls me friend.

Getting to the point of being satisfied with simply having the taint removed
I had given up on ever seeing the Light in this lifetime. Then I arrogantly
decided I should be a bardess and strove to force others into submitting to
training me. Worst of all I thought I "deserved" to be a bardess because of
all I had been through and tried coercion upon Lord Arvam. Thankfully he saw
through my self induced delusions and told me to start looking at inwards.
Not too long afterwards the Spirits of the Light that directly serve Lord
Shokai furthered the message Lord Arvam tried to instill and brutally lay
open my arrogant foolishness. I became a bit despondent with the smarting
denial of what I sought and Therethine, my adopted sister, saw this taking
pity on me continued my lessons in voice.

Well thankfully she did because as I started to learn the discipline it takes
to sing I started to be truly introspective. Now I know that even if I do
not achieve the Light in this life I have well begun the journey and already
I reap such a harvest of wealth it is beyond my ability to put in words.
Giving freely of myself regardless of any concern for being acknowledged or
compensated in any way has brought new insights into Joy and Love. Those of
the Fortress are so gentle, so giving, and so faithful I did not truly
appreciate all the sacrifices they made for me. Travelling with an adventurer
crippled in ability to contribute must have seemed a burden at times but as I
wrote poems and kept practising my voice exercise it brought to me more and
more inner peace.

Now I offer aid not for praise or friendship but because it is a wonderful
thing to do for those in need. Finally I have started to take the small
steps to the path of enlightenment, so many dear souls worry about me and yet
when I can I try to make sure they know that "I" worry about them too!
Respect, respect is one of the aspects of the Light I thought fell under
Kinship but it is a powerful force in Thera. And amazingly I have respect now
for myself, for my friends and most awe inspiring from my friends! I am
actually happy now, happy! I can not express how much I enjoy the simple
things such a jest, a gentle touch, a hug, or even a quick kiss on the cheek.


I know I may not make it to the end of my

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Chapter 2

I have been journeying down the path towards redemption and rebirth for some
time now and I must say that I am feeling stronger and stronger in Faith and
Hope with each passing day. No longer do I feel the burden of the taint
within me, thanks to the Goddess Amaranthe but now a new burden has become
quite apparent.

Sadly I also feel great pain at watching all my friends within the Fortress
suffer the depredations of the foul Dark souled fools. The Dark ones are so
deeply corrupted that they are stripping souls and harming not only the
people but the land itself. It is quite hard to stand idly by as gentle
Hirken asks due to my own impotency. I feel the need to help bolster my
friends and allies in the Fortress for they are in dire need of
encouragement, hope and faith. They did so much for me I feel desire to help
them in return but it is coming not out of a sense debt but Love and kinship.

Unfortunately not all has been going well in that I let my guard down when I
receieved a missive from the guild mistress of necromancy in Udgaard,
Mistress Chrysilin. She struck at the two things I am longing for the most,
the ability to stand against the forces of Dark and rejoining Almedys. I
thought myself strong enough to be able to feel her out and find out what
sources were funneling information about me to her. I was a fool and I
nearly succumbed to her dark sausions. Her power was augmented by some Dark
force and it wove a spell upon me urging me to accept her words as true. She
faltered though when speaking of the Lords whom aided me, Zebulus and Arvam,
on this path and in doing so her spell was shattered.

I fled as soon as the haze of her dulling enchantment was lifted from my
senses but the Dark force that aided her hunted me. I rushed to Sune Rai to
pray for forgiveness for my brave folly and to try to escape the Shadows that
seemed to be stalking me. Sadly I had earned the ire of a Dark force so
powerful that it penetrated the Shrine and brought me low burning the Curse
deeper into my soul. The words it shrieked at me echo still within my soul:

A voice from the shadows whispers, "Defy me once more, and you shall be less
than what you are! You shall be NOTHING! You shall never know your beloved
again!"

I defied that voice once more and was struck a might blow to heart, soul, and
form for I could feel the ancient Curse being strengthened.
Fear and Hope via for my soul now but Hope has the edge for I have truly
begun to understand the what it means to have Faith in the Light.

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Chapter 3

I have given myself entirely into the hands of Hirken and his allies of the
Fortress though allies may be the wrong term for they seem more than allies
almost like a family. Meeting Lord Zebulus and Lord Arvam in the Inn of the
Eternal Star was a honour beyond words to convey. The Lords both guided me
towards the path to not only solving the Curse but to seeking redemption and
rebirth into the Light. It was like lady Xilla had surmised I would be
required to be reborn into the Light in order to counter the Curse.

Prior to the encounter I had been forced, literally, into divulging my plight
to the entire Fortress, I felt stripped bare by doing so but in the end the
feeling changed to one of warmth. I felt the kinship that the Almedys shared
with his surface Elven kindred and learned yet another lesson about deceiving
ones self. I admitted all to them, about the necromancy, about my hopes to
be eternally in the arms of Almedys with us both entering the unlife as
vampires. Even though I admitted to seeking such an abomination of the soul
they still shed tears at my loss of Almedys and guided me away from my
initial self serving path to break the curse.

Fear does dog my steps though whenever I walk the Lands. I fear rejection by
Lord Shokai, I fear death being final ere I can even be judged, and most of
all I fear the forces of the Night assailing me for seeking this. I am
scared that the Dark forces inherent to Thera may offer me another path to
Almedys and that I may not be strong enough to resist it. Each day I venture
forth from meditation and prayer in my private quarters fear fills me. I
hold the visage of my dearest Almedys in my heart and soul in hopes to
continue this path that the Gods themselves have set my feet upon. The
portents I received while upon the mount where Lord Shokais shrine lies were
that I was on a path that would be long, arduous, and filled with pain but
for Almedys Love and the brotherly Love I feel for Hirken I am forging
forwards the best I can.