[ There's a pause. Deciding if it is okay to ask. Pivots; ]
Before, when the Gallows was a Circle, its First Enchanter was a man named Orsino. He'd fought tooth and nail to protect his people from the treatment they suffered at the hands of the Templar Order. After the Rite of Annulment was declared upon them, he led his people in battle against it.
In desperation, despair, he drew on blood magic. He took from the corpses of those that had fallen, wrought himself into a monster. Forced decent men to slay him, in the end.
[ He normally doesn't prefer to speak over the crystals, particularly with things of importance, but there is something easier about speaking of this to a small glowing rock than a person. ]
I wasn't there, for that. We'd left the Gallows years prior, back to Starkhaven. But it sickens me to think of. I don't know, [ is his answer. Even not knowing needs reason. ] I've heard stories of its evil, but the stories closest to me are tales of desperate people. It isn't for me to push them any further.
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Before, when the Gallows was a Circle, its First Enchanter was a man named Orsino. He'd fought tooth and nail to protect his people from the treatment they suffered at the hands of the Templar Order. After the Rite of Annulment was declared upon them, he led his people in battle against it.
In desperation, despair, he drew on blood magic. He took from the corpses of those that had fallen, wrought himself into a monster. Forced decent men to slay him, in the end.
[ He normally doesn't prefer to speak over the crystals, particularly with things of importance, but there is something easier about speaking of this to a small glowing rock than a person. ]
I wasn't there, for that. We'd left the Gallows years prior, back to Starkhaven. But it sickens me to think of. I don't know, [ is his answer. Even not knowing needs reason. ] I've heard stories of its evil, but the stories closest to me are tales of desperate people. It isn't for me to push them any further.
Why do you wish to speak of this?