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January 5th, 2009
11:21 pm - Have I ever said how much I love my Players?
Then let me do so. This is from my Zenith, yay game I'm SO excited about tomorrow.
I am Ezaas the Mortician, Citizen of Sijan, Capitan in the Black Watch, Ranked member of the Morticians guild, Solar Exalt…
All of these positions have been mine for many years as they had been my father’s and his father’s and so on for at least the last 50 generations. Short generations as I have now realized.. All of which have been gained from my Fraternal Lineage, member of my house have always lived long despite the maladies of our environment, which is what most likely led to our rising in the ranks of the Cities exclusive fraternities. Though age has not been the only factor, we, my Family, well me being all that is left now had always possessed the ability to know where to be, how administer the appropriate amount of assistance, and know when to depart. This lets say shrewd wisdom may have been what led to our extended lives, but nonetheless it bought this now dwindling line a life a stable and comfortable life.
The men of line have always served in the Black watch, the eldest son inheriting the Rank of Capitan from his Father. Not the highest rank, but when considering that no other Human Capitans exist in the Watch no Human with a rank higher it hold a welcomed amount of reverence and a heavier burden of observation. It was a position bestowed on Great Grandfather of mine so many Generations ago it all has become legend, something to do with a wager with one of the City Fathers took with my Grandfather-Sama. Generations upon generations held this position and its companion position in the Morticians Guild, “No Glory without Service my Father” always said.
Though I would never abandon my inheritance I do believe that it became mine all too soon, 10, 20 maybe even 30 years to soon, my Father at the age of 43 seemed younger than I sometimes, may have retained his commission well into his 70’s blessed be the gods, until the day of the last major from the Labyrinth. This revolt against the order imposed upon the ghosts of the city by the City Fathers and the Black Watch did not seem any different from others that happened when one Nephrack or some low level demon garnered more power than its feeble mind could control. Until, that damned war ghoul appeared from only the Maiden of Secrets knows where and sounded that horn, A piercing sounds belched forth from the soul steel lips of that damned instrument and they were on us instantly, more nephracks than I had ever seen, dozens, upon dozens bore down on us. My father’s men fought bravely, but where overwhelmed, not many humans can fight a Nephrack and hope to win, the diminishing lines folded all the way back to the command line. When the writhing black sea arrived before my Father and I we bade or final prayers and cheers of honor to one another and galloped in.
Instantaneously we were separated by the wave of disgust that issued forth from some origin unknown though we had not lost sight of one another. We fought as we always had, armed with prayer and weapons blessed by the Mortician Guild however, this was not working this time. The enchanted weapons and ancient prayers seemed to hold no sway. I thrust my last spear into the chest of some ephluent creature to send him toppling down only to have a more odiferous being replace it that is when I saw my father’s horse have the life wrung from it by a specter the horse’s last buck landing him the pitch before him, not to rise again.
Simple steel sword in hand I audibly sent up a prayer to any god who would… then I changed mid chant and Screamed for the Blessing of the Unconquered Sun, a god that could banish all darkness before his light, but one who seemed determined to leave his world ever ebbed into the depth of some dank hell. When I had finished screaming in the language of the First Realm, I spun into a desperate killing frenzy fueled only by hate and dwindling stamina. Anything in reach felt my blade, but little good iron steel was against soul steel armor and specter claws.
Then a voice awoke in my head not my own, “You demand my blessings, yet in the same thought you damn my actions, Governing is not a simple dance, this will imbibe my lesson to you”. As quickly as it came the voice was gone, but it had left something in its place. A warm golden light appeared in my thoughts and instantly spread to all parts of my body outward, warm at first, then a feeling like hot sun on summer’s day chased through my body, then an intense corona appeared before my eyes, bathing everything as far as I could see in its glory.
In that moment I knew everything, things that had not been know in Gods knows how long, well one God knew but that thought became secret faster than all others did. Information overloading my mind I opened my eyes to let it out and before all of the blackness, the beasts the specters and ghouls were either running away from me or kneeling and being burnt at the same time, not by fire, but by the light that was coming from my eyes, mouth, arms, everywhere. The blackness was gone vanquished by holy light, and as the light dissipated the last words the Unconquered Sun said “now bear the burden of governing”.
The Revolt ended, the light disappeared except for a golden crest on my forehead, and I slid of my horse to fall flat on my ass, only to see the one City Father who rarely spoke, and never left the Council building, standing in front of me, not standing bowing… no one received his presence let alone his bow. Dazed I swung forward forcing my face into the muddied field hoping to honor this revered and “Holy Ghost”, upon which he stopped me and told me to rise as an “Exalt of the Sun” should never grovel to a ghost.
From that day I have known my place in the world, and how I could best serve Sijan and my new Master, The Unconquered Sun, to whom I owed my life
Current Location: Home
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/neko/kaokitty/bouncey.gif) bouncy
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