Elanthian Journal/Edition 03
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The Elanthia Journal Issue #3 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ The Elanthian Journal Edition #3 ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ The following articles of interest are contained herein: 1 ........................ THE HORRORS OF POSSESSION 2 ........................ LUUKOSIAN FORCES MUSTER, ULSTRAM SPEAKS 3 ........................ COLUMN: DARK HAPPENINGS 4 ........................ WEHNIMER'S LANDING BANK TELLERS SAVED 5 ........................ TOWN FELLOWSHIP GAMES UPDATE: DRAG RACES 6 ........................ TOWN FELLOWSHIP GAMES UPDATE: GEM SCAVENGER HUNT 7 ........................ TA'VAALOR PREPARES TO DEFEND 8 ........................ LETTER FROM THE EDITOR ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ THE HORRORS OF POSSESSION ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ Dateline: Day 18 of the month Ivastaen, 5102: IceMule Trace I write this article so those not possessed can understand this horror and why I combat such with every fiber of my being. I will continue to do so while I have but a single breath to expend in the struggle. And though for me the fight may be in vain, since the vessel of the lich who hides in me is already shattered and beyond capture, I cannot give up the battle for freeing the other possessed. It is not in me to do so. I have myself been possessed now some fourteen months. From the first there was pain, enormous pain, as the essence of the undead thing that possessed me tested the limits of using my living body. That essence arose from a mist that came out a crystal divining sphere. That sphere was the soul vessel of one of the Nine Entombed of the Council of Ten, those that are now known as the Liches. And the essence that entered me made my own body a battlefield against me: my eyes bleeding, my eardrums bursting, my head pounding incessantly. Besides the physical pain came the sheer degradation of being forced to do things against my own will, to say things I would never say, and even to kill when I am someone totally opposed to killing. I remember being made to bow my head to Amasalen. I remember my voice being used to trade insults in language that shocked my own ears. I remember my hand being raised to strike down an innocent child. These are things I cannot forget ever. They haunt me, burrowing into my conscience to torment, and into my mind seeking to destroy it. Each of the possessed could tell similar tales, though some now choose to forget what has been time and again pressed upon them by the vagaries of their possessors, seeking instead for charming fairytales to make all seem to have some significance beyond the selfishness of the Liches. But there is nothing good in these Nine. They eschewed eternal rest to pursue vengeance. And vengeance breeds nothing but more vengeance; there is never any righteousness in it, though many will make pretense of it. I mention this so the truth is known. About the sheer ruthlessness of these undead beings. They kill wantonly. They take of spirit. And they use the bodies of the possessed like toys. Now the vessels of the Nine are being sought. These vessels being drained of their magic is the surest means of freeing the possessed, freeing nine living beings that were dragged into a raging war of vengeance in which they have no personal part. Three orbs have been found, but only two have been disposed of in a manner that provides for this freedom of the possessed. At this moment, the only one who can achieve this draining of magic from the vessels of the Nine is Lord Thurfel. Therefore, the vessels must be given to him. The choice here is one of living beings being given their chance to regain fullness of self, unhindered by the machinations of the dead, or letting the dead continue to take from the living what is not theirs to take. Do not the living deserve this chance? The dead had theirs in life and cannot expect now to steal of the lives of others to gain yet a second one. Lady Iscikella Zinnonn
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