Post by Ardul on Jan 12, 2017 6:07:27 GMT
A R D U L
"...to be well spirited in the arts of God's grace, shall consume the world in ashes as prophesied by the beckoning of the dead, when the judge is come what trembling is to be, day of the wrath and disdain..."
McKenzie Valley Wolf
Ardul can be described by some as aloof, or hard to approach for a conversation but she means nothing by it. She's always the first to think of the worse-case scenario in any situation, whether or not she voices her paranoid concerns is yet to be seen.
Most will come through with a tear-jerking story about how they became this or became that, so Ardul's words will pale in comparison to the stories of betrayal or honour. She lived, she died, that's how it ends. That is until a fool believed having a undead familiar driven through necromancy would be a great idea for a companion, jokes on them. They died the very moment Ardul was resurrected as the abomination that roams today.
How did Ardul die? No one knows, or at least that's what is to be believed.
In life, Ardul was brought upon a prophecy to be the harbinger of the grace, the judge of the sinners and the sinned. It was deemed a holy path to days of a better lifestyle, but others did not see it that way nor did Ardul. She believed it to be a prophecy of end times, the fall of the living and the rise of the dead. To make the worlds rain in ashes as the innocent dies and the sinners reborn in the name of God's wrath.
'Yes this has to be true,' as Ardul would think. However, this is what brought the last breath of Ardul's life. She was hunted, claimed to be a witch, a demon, a betrayer, the names go on to belittle her. Being chased into the very depths of the catacombs, she was left to wander until the very dead claimed her soul.
What is driving her to keep walking now?
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