Frostentome Transcripts

The Frostentomb , apart from being one of Mephiles Sol’s False Artefacts, is collection of both Mephiles and Ares Interpum’s journal entries, notes, and observations. Most notable are their experiment logs on the Well of Life, Necromancy and Divination. All entries are before the Asension.



Artefacts
My service to Fer granted me access and/or possession of many artefacts from the days of the Zarosian Empire. I best keep a record of them should he requisition them back to the archives in Uzer. – M

He typically gets the stuff I no-longer need for my study, though he does get some fantastic pieces of combat gear before me. No surprise: he is a bloodthirsty spellsword! – Ares

Wightgrasp
Wightgrasp is an ancient staff that was crafted by one of the first Necromancers in the order: a vampire named Sephirot. Apparently it was called the Branch of Sephirot for decades afterwards, until Fer relinquished it to my predecessors. I continue to wield it as my badge of office as Immortaue Dux.

I covert this the most in his collection: It is surprisingly far superior to the staff I was granted, both in magical potency and its ability to smash skulls. But how has it survived for over six millennia?! – Ares

Simple: It was made the same way that the original armies of the empire had their equipment manufactured. Sliske was not just a trickster, but the finest artesian the Majharrat ever spawned. Sephirot simply emulated the technique. –M

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">My experiments with the well have transmuted Wightgrasp several times: Mainly from decaying wood to a hybrid between crystal and granite. It channels my power like nothing else I have known, and offers the same pliability to all known manipulated forms of divinity. I can also sever any magical link with it: Brilliant for when I need to dispose of rebellious experiments. – M ===<span style="font-size:17.333333333333332px;font-family:Calibri;color:#2e75b5;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Barrows Imitation Armor === <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Sliske’s artesian hands shaped the armies of the old empire, and he continued to express himself with the Barrows. Now with my master’s help, we have managed to emulate his enchantments and strengthening methods. As so not to waste time with crude smiths to forge me an inferior template, I have salvaged the Gorgonite equipment upon me when I perished. The chainmail was almost useless, apart from scraps and the left arm, so it became a brassard. It is very flexible for a construct of metal, and lets me flow my magic without risk of self-harm.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Gorgonite? Never heard of such a material: I’ll have to ask about getting samples. – Ares

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I dare not wear that atrocious set any more: I feel sick thinking why he made me wield such a revealing combat set during my enslavement! But I dare not destroy it: It does still contain secrets I want to know about. -M

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Had the set locked away within the South Ardounge Bank by Hubris. Deposit Box 7. – M ===<span style="font-size:17.333333333333332px;font-family:Calibri;color:#2e75b5;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Cartouche of the Imperial Senate === <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Ares gave me this as a gift after the Incident at the Dig Site outside Varrock. The library refers them to be the equivalent of a kingdom’s Royal Seal, used by the Senate to sign in legislature in the absence of the Empty Lord. They were also enchanted to lock the doors of the Senate chambers during a moment of crisis.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I found a few of them after we cleaned up the pit. Sorry my friend, but Fer asked me to treat it so we could track you via comorb. I don’t know why however. – Ares

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">And it’s gone. If he asks, say Mars snatched it off me. – M ===<span style="font-size:17.333333333333332px;font-family:Calibri;color:#2e75b5;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Sacred Metal Fragments === <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Pieces of Guthix’s divinity that became infused with the ore beneath the Lumbridge forests. I can’t seem to extract the power within them: the process of infusion is irreversible. They are also greatly resistant to smithwork. Ares has had little progress with them, though I just think Fer has him on other lines of inquiry towards the Final Experiment.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I can muti-task Mephiles! He is still right though: I cannot extract the power that made them, or shape them into tools. Maybe only a god can shape them? - Ares

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I can debunk this. My ascension has had little effect on them. Divine Metal may only be shaped by those assigned to wield divinity by the Elders, or maybe only by the deceased? Anyways, they have been transferred to the vault on Asylum. –M ===<span style="font-size:17.333333333333332px;font-family:Calibri;color:#2e75b5;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Sample G-1 & 2: Core Extract from Guthix === <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The God of Balance’s demise may have brought unwanted individuals to Gilenior, but it did grant many more insights into all their power. The two extracts I have are from the torso and head respectfully, but upon examination they are equally useless. They are nothing more than plain stone now, with his power lost to the Anima Mundi. Still, they reinforce my Theory of Divine Entropy.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Amendment:  Submerging them in acidic solutions released an unknown gas that reacts to the Well’s water. I suspect traces of divinity have been locked away in a Sacred Metal alloy within. –M

<span style="font-size:17.333333333333332px;font-family:Calibri;color:#2e75b5;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Divine Tears
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The crystallised shards of Guthix’s aeons of divinity where (literally) a godsend for prolonging my lifespan. They have the ability to imbue a living or half-life being with a fraction of Guthix’s power, allow them to prolong their life or enhance their power. But their true potential lies when purified by the Well of Life, triplicating the latter’s power, but also reducing the need for increasing dosages. It has also allowed me to delve into the mechanics of divinity itself and how such power interacts with our reality.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">He is daring to tamper with Fer’s gifts now?! Prolonging him with the well was permitted, but abusing Guthix’s power is a step too far. I won’t let him do this. – Ares

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">How ironic that he condemns me for tampering with life itself: especially since his has driven me to experiment for my own continued existence! His inference will not stop me, and my work has borne fruit. I have greatly increased my personal affinity to all magic, along with my physical condition. Observations on samples of these shards have also allowed me insight into the mechanics of what I call “Divine Entropy”. –M

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I have allocated several of the larger shards to my works with the Canifis Gorgavores. They are starting to cannibalise flesh instead of stone because of it. They still pail in the shadow of the Nihil, but that will change with time. –M

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">It appears these tears also contain a portion of Guthix’s spirit, as they can act spontaneously. I suspect this is happening because his tattered “soul” is struggling to hold itself onto the tears and spontaneously giving bouts of willpower. The effects are random, but only in the presence of certain plant and animal life, across periods of days and weeks. Exposure to sentients remains unchanged. -M

<span style="font-size:21.333333333333332px;font-family:Calibri;color:#2e75b5;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Completed Projects
===<span style="font-size:17.333333333333332px;font-family:Calibri;color:#2e75b5;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Study of the Well of Life and the Waters of Life === <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:700;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">[It appears the page has been sown in replacement of an older, absent one.]

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The Elder Artefacts. There are apparently 12 of these unique objects in our universe, which were used by the “Elder Gods” to shape all the worlds we know. They are what the gods fight over, as they grant immense divinity to the wielder. But I propose a radical revision to this notion.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">There are 13.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The Well of Life. This small passage, burrowed near the coast of East Ardounge, bestows a power that no mortal or natural magic could do. It can give life to anything it touches, and when willed, gives the power the wielder desires.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">At first, amateur alchemists used it to fuse life together. There results where, limited, in a sense. They could not control their creations and one soon raged rampant. Ares and I exiled it after a brief ‘chat’. The first samples where used on myself, which turned my rotting skin and flesh alive again for the briefest of moments. Pumps and a tank allowed constant pumping of it into my system. It hurts at first, as everything floods back to you in an intense surge of body-wide ‘pins and needles’. But then I was as close to living again as I would ever be. Only Fer’s spell restrained me.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">But it wore off. The Water becomes impure, decaying into mortal energies and elements over time. As one uses it more, the effects lessen, and becomes addictive. You crave more of it, because the pain of sustaining life is lesser then the pain of losing it.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">With Guthix’s demise came his tears, and the tears as the Anima Mundi wept onto the surface. These small, green crystals, when combined with the energy harvested from the new art of ‘Divination’, unlocked the Water’s full potential. It relieves the addiction effect, along with dramatically increasing the rejuvenation properties. They have to be mixed directly into the Well itself to be efficient: The majority of the power is lost in isolated samples.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">With this, I birthed a new race of undead: The Necroviles. But also, I rose my own power. I would need it to defeat Fer and his plans to “Destroy Death itself”. I could bend magic like no mortal could, achieving feats that only the higher races could achieve. Even feats the Majharrat achieved over the Aeons where within my reach, with time and effort.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">In time, I questioned how this was possible. My Theory of Divine Entropy became the backbone, but I wanted to know the source of the Water itself, as it constantly replenished itself, and what it had done down in the depths. A small probe was sent down, equipped with the abilities to detect life and divinity. Days passed, and it eventually returned though the currents. Almost torn asunder, it gave me the results: There were five unique lifeforms below, and the divinity charm broke all scales.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I came to realise the truth: The Elder Gods did exist, and where down below me in the earth, beyond mortal reach. The water has made contact with them, passing their power onto it and therefore onto me. The Elder Gods, either though design or accident, had made a new Elder Artefact.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I cannot compare its power to the others, as I only have brief accounts from old books and dead minds. But the power to create life is something only two other beings in history that been observed to do so: Zaros and Guthix. They are the strongest known to exist in all of history.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I must now protect this power. The gods fight above for the current artefacts, concerned for only their raw power. Should they learn they could wield the power over Life itself…? Gilenior would not survive such warfare.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">But to defend, I need to rival them in power. The Well can’t grant me this alone, but can contribute the majority to it. The Paradigm harvest the rest I will need now. I will conduct the ritual away from this world, to lure any suspicion away. The desolate wastes of Freneskae will do.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">This is madness. Fer has to end him now, before it is too late! – Ares

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">This is my last entry as a mortal. I ascend now. -M ===<span style="font-size:17.333333333333332px;font-family:Calibri;color:#2e75b5;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The Theory of Divine Entropy – 13 Novtumber, Year 0 of the Sixth Age === <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I have studied the effects of the various quantums of divinity that have germinated across Gilenior following Guthix’s death, and have observed a series of interesting mechanics of how they operate. Though this, I have conceived the Theory of Divine Entropy. I call it such as it disobeys most other accepted laws of physics (and even the theoretical “quantum mechanics” that some wizards preach), and tends to either mirror or have the reverse of how traditional entropy and thermodynamics works.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The Theory of Divine Entropy can be broken into five identifiable laws of how all forms of divine power must operate within reality:
 * <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Divine energy cannot be created: It either can be condensed or divided, or collapse into a non-divine energy and/or matter.


 * <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Divine energy can be condensed into greater forms, shown by the power levels of the various divination rifts across the planet, while the Anima Mundi can divide it down into a single, baseline state that keeps the planet alive. Anima can also be converted in forms of energy and matter we know in our reality, but the process is irreversible. Because of this, I cannot conceive of any logical source of divinity, even when factoring in the existence of “Elder Gods” in Zaros’ senate dictations. Ironically, this should make sense as divinity is something that should not be definable by anyone or anything: it is, what it is.
 * <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Amendment: Sacred Metal Fragments and Divine Shards may be tangible, but their mass is devised from the ratio of power contained and their dimensions, and do decay back into an energy state either from time or willpower. I consider them to be a “Wave-Particle Duality”: an in-between state of divinity and our “mortal” materials. Possible building block of our universe?
 * <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Divine Energy will eventually decay into lesser forms over the passage of time, but not into non-divine energy or matter.


 * <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Simulating vast passages of time in a contained environment of Divine Energy and natural materials, such as dirt, sand and water have always resulted in divine energy decaying from concentrated forms into a state unlike a miniaturised Anima Mundi. However the mass of the materials had not changed, therefore they can’t spontaneous decay into the building blocks of everything without a “push”. We don’t perceive this outside simulated conditions because the process can take thousands of years according to my estimates.
 * <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Divine Energy can ignore the laws of Physics if it would impede the will of the user.


 * <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Divine Energy is unpredictable, as it can ignore the laws of physics if needed to complete its goals. The main example of this is how it can create energy from nothing, in violation of the law of conservation of energy. It all depends on how it is willed by the wielder. It is impossible to quantify in mathematics because math
 * <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Amendment: Divine energy can impede itself. This explains how Zamorak and Saradomin could not just bend the laws of space to strike each other in Lumbridge.
 * <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The Anima Mundi is the lowest form of divinity possible, and there is no theoretical maximum limit.


 * <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The Anima Mundi may be the largest “source” of divine power known to exist, and grants life to exist, but it also its lowest form: It is the smallest quantum possible, and physical size only expresses its compression amongst matter within space-time. It clumps together to form the higher “tiers” we know in divination. However Divine Power can theoretically be clumped together at an exponential rate to create higher tiers then we have observed though the rifts: This explains the various power levels of the gods and why they siphon power whenever possible. However due to the third law, it does not has to comply with the laws of space-time if it would impede the actions of the wielder: this makes it except from the issue of the Planck length, and therefore able to be infinitely concentrated if there was an infinite supply available.
 * <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Divine Energy physically reacts only to sentient life.


 * <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Divine Matter will only trigger a conversion state, besides decay, upon the command of a living, sentient being. There are no documented cases of an inanimate object using divine power. It can also be assumed that since the Anima Mundi state grants life, it has created life that interacts back and creates a cycle that allows it to protect itself, but logic dictates it must have had a “first action”: Zaros’ legends of “Elder Gods” may solve this.

<span style="font-size:17.333333333333332px;font-family:Calibri;color:#2e75b5;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The Necroviles
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">When I first started to experiment with divinity, I learned quickly that I could, and would not ever, have the power to create or shape life directly. The math behind it showed the level of power I would need to have a power level similar to Guthix: unachievable without either killing the other young gods myself, or spend millennia siphoning every single anima rift without interruption, at peak efficiency.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">But an accident would change this. I had misplaced several Divine Shards within a containment casket that contained some samples of Canifis Gorgavores that I was cultivating to control Gargoyles. I discovered this when the Gorgavores emerged as cannibalistic, flesh-consuming tendrils that had drilled themselves though the tower and into the mortuary. I found them animating the corpses down there, along with some unpleasant tendrils that tried to crush me.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">After taming the unwieldly samples, I realised that prolonged exposure to the Divine Shards that Guthix has provided us spontaneously mutated plant and animal life: No surprise since Guthix was the God aligned with nature itself. I could finally cultivate new species, but I had no control: every single major evolution on my samples would be random, and could only be replicated though other methods: Necromancy, for example. The randomness factor from the Theory of Divine Entropy means prediction is impossible.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">In months, I have cultivated approximately 8 sustainable subspecies from the same genus. I have christened them “Necroviles”, as I will admit they are some of the most hideous necromantic creations I have ever observed, from experience or knowledge. Despite this, they are both deadly and useful: A perfect combination for my needs.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I have has the pleasure of encountering a few of them in the following months, and I can totally agree with their title. They lack the finesse of the traditional art of Necromancy we were taught, but in a fight they are an unsettling opponent. But the fact they exist at all is what troubles me the most: Mephiles is no Guthix, and will make mistakes. They are sure to turn on him and the people. – Ares

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I chuckled at that passage. I have a failsafe for the Necroviles and you know it my friend. –M

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I really don’t. – Ares

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The Necroviles have been decimated at Eagle’s Peak! The Necrovitalia Cognito has been slaughtered, leaving them confused and predatory amongst each other. The Excubitors remain lucid and tame for now, since they operate on an independent mind-set to the others. This won’t stop my Ascension however! –M ==<span style="font-size:21.333333333333332px;font-family:Calibri;color:#2e75b5;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Projects – Incomplete == ===<span style="font-size:17.333333333333332px;font-family:Calibri;color:#2e75b5;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Miniaturised Divine Focus === <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Armadyl and Bandos each brought to Gilenior a grand superweapon: a Divine Focus. They are giant conductors of Divinity, particularly wisps from the local Divination wells. When concentrated enough, they discharge a power enough to decimate entire regions: Or as it was designed for, killing a god. Bandos suffered that fate gloriously. I know how the design works, and now see if I can miniaturise it for personal, or siege-weapon use. I need to have some kind of weapon if a God does come after me or the well.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The issue is not the basic enchantments behind it, but material. I need something that can withstand a million more times stress then rock and wood can. Metals are a good start.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I feel stupid for not coming up with this first. Must stop misjudging his intelligence all because of his ‘violent’ personality. – Ares

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I have tried a thousand alloy mixes, both normal and infused with Divine Tears and wisps, but it still cracks under the pressure. Maybe I need to look at a different perspective regarding the material? –M

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I have invented a new element! Divinistabium. It is a malleable, conductive metal that is very dense, but can be stretched like sinew. However when charged with divine power sources, becomes indestructible. I have crafted a prototype shaped like a staff, which can absorb power though the well or Anima Mundi rifts. It takes minutes with the well, compared with days with the latter, and it only has one potent charge at a time. The tests show while it can’t blow up entire villages, it has the potential to mortally wound someone like Saradomin or Zamorak. –M

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Fer has returned. I cannot waste time with the Focus anymore. Storing it within Asylum for now. –M

<span style="font-size:17.333333333333332px;font-family:Calibri;color:#2e75b5;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Immortues
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The Necromancy Order for the Imperial Senate of Zaros is the official title of what I now serve. Immortues was founded thousands of years ago by my master, Necrolord Fer ‘Ireth, and seven other leading Necromancer, by the appointment of the senate. They were there to support the army with disposable troops, along with sometimes developing rituals to turn the tide of battle. However, this changed not soon after the empire fell. It endured the rage of the subsequent God Wars, though eventually only master Fer remained. I, as the Immortue Dux, and Ares as the Apprentice, are the start of a new generation here in the Fifth Age.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Has Fer not taught Mephiles anything about what he did with the order? This description is very cheery compared to his recollection. –Ares

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I know the truth. And I do not care, for his vision with not dominate mine. –M

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I have renounced my ties to Immortues. I will no longer serve Him or Ares. My life will be my own, and so will they. –M

<span style="font-size:17.333333333333332px;font-family:Calibri;color:#2e75b5;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The Paradigm
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I’m bemused on how little it takes for people to worship others. Viza and several other deluded locals have begun to serve me at the tower and across the region. I will not let that generosity be wasted. A crude theology, twisted from the Book of Ancients, has allowed me to justify their actions and corrupt their minds. I expect them to grow, and already have ideas on how to use them.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Stupidly, they have taken examples of my exploits from the remains of the Uzer Library. They revere me as the sacred hero of Immortues: so I will have to shape around this. I have declared a new Paradigm under my command. I also taken ideas from the desert pantheon and created a trinity of myself, Seren and Zaros. I simply chose them as they have the least influence amongst the common populations: I don’t need the other gods discovering me. –M

<span style="font-size:17.333333333333332px;font-family:Calibri;color:#2e75b5;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The Silver Temple
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">These ignorant knights are one of the few examples of Saradominist Extremism publically condemned. Hawke informed me that they were once a part of the Temple Knights, until they broke the code of chivalry and became exiled sometime just after the founding of Saranthium. And ironically, they are still outcasts today, in an age when the current Temple Knights have all but dismantled the code themselves! I give them credit for breaking frivolous codes in the name of what must be done, but their bigotry against anyone or anything not aligned with the so-called “God of Order” led them to our doorstep on Uzer. Millennia of history and knowledge was wiped out. Their amusingly named leader, Riggly LeMarox, will get his just punishment.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Bigotry is not a just word for these monsters Mephiles. They have desecrated graves of those not with a Saradmonist grave marker, burned entire libraries because their content was “objectionable” to their version of the Book of Light, and even conducted mass killings for Saradmonists who do not attend daily sermons. I don’t ever let myself get riled up about things, but they are no better than Zamorak’s own armies, and are sure to be worse. We were lucky to get out of Uzer. – Ares

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">They will no longer concern either of us. Riggly and his commanders are currently being converted into Excubitor Necroviles by the stem. I’ll be sure to make them and their subordinates the first lines in my army. – M

<span style="font-size:17.333333333333332px;font-family:Calibri;color:#2e75b5;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The Enclave
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The Enclave was the informal name of a little gathering of the Zarosian remnants. It was generally a council between the Majharrat, any remaining army commanders and any political or guild-based organisations aligned to the Empty Lord, and was almost always stationed in the underground ruins of Kharyrll. It is always a surprisingly relaxed affair, even after players such as Azzanadra and Nex returned to the fold after ages apart. Its purpose, apart from the general schmoozing about politics and the past, was to co-ordinate everyone along a general path and avoid internal squabbles. Master Fer represented the order, with me and Ares as his guests.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">It currently stands with 1 voting powers or members, with the chair of the council rotating every few centuries:
 * <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The current chair is Azzanadra. He organises when the enclave’s meets, and sets up the agenda, but loses his right to vote on anything he directly adds to the agenda.
 * <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The council is broken into two tiers, the first being the Power Players: those who existed in the original empire and therefore are the continuation of the empire’s government. They can vote, but also veto the entire thing if they disagree. There are currently 5:


 * <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Sliske
 * <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Nex
 * <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Akthanakos
 * <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Char
 * <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Wahisietel
 * <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">And then we have the lesser powers: All the organisations, and new paradigms that formed during or after the Betrayal, are here. Each one gets a single vote, but can’t veto. Currently five factions are represented:

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Since Fer disappeared, I have assumed our vote in the Enclave for now. Azzanadra looked visibly concerned when we arrived without him. I wonder why? – Ares
 * <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Immortues, with Master Fer as our representative.
 * <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The Bandits in the Karidian Desert, led by Ali the Ancient.
 * <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The 13 <span style="font-size:8.799999999999999px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:super;">th <span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;"> Avernic Legions, who represent all the demons still loyal to Zaros. Va’ll Tsutsaroth is their represented.
 * <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">A few of the Foryx Clan still ally with us. They tend to switch representative.
 * <p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">A loose coalition of the lesser Dreams of Mah. Again, they switch leaders constantly because of the loose nature.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Zaros has returned, and Azzanadra continues to chair. However Sliske has been deposed: His seat lays empty, coveted by many of the lesser. My new Paradigm has also caused contention: They have voted to deny us a seat, though by Ares’ vote only. Immortues’ influence continues to slip. –M

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I will admit I cannot sway my peers like Fer did. I have not lived the centuries that gave him his diplomatic skill. But I’ll be dammed if Mephiles turns the Enclave against me! – Ares

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I do not need a Proxy War either. It would only attract the attention of Zaros, or worse, the other Young Gods. The Foryx and lesser Dreams of Mah are unstable at best in terms of religious alignment. I therefore will not attend the next Enclave, unless the situation changes. - M

<span style="font-size:17.333333333333332px;font-family:Calibri;color:#2e75b5;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The Zeiro Family
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I know little about this obscure family, apart from some notes Ares sent me. Established in the Eastern Lands, they are opposed to anything “unnatural”. They also revered as very powerful sorcerers. Ares thinks they might have something to do with Fer’s disappearance.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I would not call them opposed to anything: just misguided and afraid: a volatile combination. I tracked down Mars, and he confessed Fer’s location to the Zeiro. I don’t know how, why or where, but they have him locked away. I don’t know how long it will take, but I don’t intend to give up. – Ares

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Take your time. –M

<span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Calibri;color:#1e4d78;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Va’ll Tsutsaroth
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Such a bland character for a Tsutsaroth in charge of the remaining demon legions of Zaros. I met him at the Enclave, debating with several Dreams of Mah over some ancient battle. I think he was born to be more of a tactician then a warrior, as he was quite eloquent with his words and skilful with maps.

<span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Calibri;color:#1e4d78;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Armadyl
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The God of Justice, they tell me. This bird-brained creature may have delusions of grandeur when he comes to his ideology and power, but I won’t deny that he can win a fight when provoked. I snuck into his armies during the Armadyian-Bandosian Conflict last year, and if I had to choose between the two, it would indeed be him. I would rather live in a world of forced peace, pacifisms and bureaucrats then Bandos’ idiocrasy.

<span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Calibri;color:#1e4d78;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Bandos
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">This lumbering brute got what he deserved. The Big High War God enslaves and conquers without mercy, destroying anything that detracts from the bloodshed. But despite his collection of mentally -incapacitated followers, he is a strategist and does value his closest advisors. However still, he would decimate the world for sport at a notice. He did it before. I did not bother extracting samples from his body: Like him, it gives nothing of worth and takes up space.

<span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Calibri;color:#1e4d78;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Ichlarin
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">God of the Underworld. Of all the gods you would think I would have personally met, I have not had the pleasure of being escorted to the afterlife by him, for I cannot. Fer’s resurrection bound my soul to him, and therefor neither Death nor Ichlarin sever my mortal ties, let alone enter the Underworld. I guess it is a mercy for him, not having to protect me. How can one abide escorting every single being to a new life after death, regardless of their deeds, good or bad? He must have abandoned souls across the centures.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">These are some intriguing questions that we will never know, my friend. - Ares

<span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Calibri;color:#1e4d78;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Guthix
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Oh, how the mighty have fallen! The God of Balance and Nature, ender of the God Wars and so-called progenitor of Gilenior. He brought the first races here, to our paradise, and then gave us runestones and magic. But then fell into a great slumber? I’m no expert, but I don’t have to sleep anymore, so why would he? He then woke up at the end of the God Wars, exiling the gods and establishing the Edicts. Why wait? I won’t argue his divinity, as I have plenty of practical experience with his remains and tears. I guess the man did not have the guts to do what needed to be done until it was (almost) too late. His death gives way to a new age, and my own rebirth.

<span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Calibri;color:#1e4d78;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Saradomin
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">He is probably the most worshiped being on Gilenor since the original God Wars, and for good reason; He is a two-faced hypocrite that can only see in absolutes. He takes what he wants, then rewrites history to suit his favour with followers: Both current and future. Anything he hates he will see eradicated though crusades and divine intervention: His various knightly orders often doing his “divine will”. But despite this, he has The Crown and kingdoms ready to wage war. I won’t be the one to kill him, but I’m sure his day is coming.

<span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Calibri;color:#1e4d78;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Seren
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Goddess of the Elves and the “divine personification” of the Anima Mundi, according to my tomes. I only have so much to go on, since the elven people are so secluded in their grand forests, west of me. I know she brought the strange crystal that the elves use for almost anything practical, and instead shattered herself over being exiled by Guthix. I must gather samples if this is true!

<span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Calibri;color:#1e4d78;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">V
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Ah, the Divine Hero of my people. I give him credit: he remains one of the few gods I would desire to remain on Gilenor once Sliske’s game ends and the empire emerges. A warrior that desires to protect his people, but at the same time gain personal glory. Though unlike Saradomin, that glory is not as selfish, and really benefits the Fremerirnk and Moon Clan with inspiration for their heroes (and exiles). I also know that he found The Catalyst and gave us humans Magic again after millennia of dwindling runes: a gift I am truly grateful for.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Is it true: V is dead? I think this is the first time in years I’ve felt sad about someone’s death. –M

<span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Calibri;color:#1e4d78;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Zamorak
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Ah, the betrayer and the instigator of the God Wars. This Super-Majharrat stands tall as Saradomin’s bitter rival, offering the alternative of chaos and change, though plotting and strength. While Saradomin’s propaganda projects him as the embodiment of evil, I know better than that. He does not want kingdoms and empires to stand time, stagnating and delaying progress. He incites chaos to change and force the development of the world, regardless of the human cost. I won’t lie: I do see me agreeing with some of his points, but my loyalty is to myself now. His punch-up with Saradomin put him down a peg, and hopefully with time I can finish what he started.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">You take ideals from him, yet still call yourself loyal to Zaros? I’m sure if you’re crazy or just blind. -Ares

<span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Calibri;color:#1e4d78;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Zaros
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The Empty Lord, God the Ancients and Master of Control: These are just a few of his titles. Zaros is the mastermind of thousands of years of history before the God Wars, establishing the largest-ever empire the world ever saw and advancing civilization as a whole from the small tribes and villages that Guthix brought with him aeons ago. His empire’s acts would set in motion the means to my continued existence, grant the knowledge I wield and inspires my acts today. Despite my now divine status and the paradigm, if I was asked, I would gladly serve under him.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Really? Power can change the most zealous of people Mephiles. Zamorak was the first; will you be the second? – Ares

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">NEVER! All my work to this point is to re-establish the empire Ares. What would I do with it? I was never meant to lead kingdoms, give wisdom and give prosperity. I exist to enforce the will of the most ancient and wise of all beings. – M

<span style="font-size:17.333333333333332px;font-family:Calibri;color:#2e75b5;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Elder Gods
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Across all of history, these strange beings have only been reference in hallowed tones and faint passages that endured the God Wars and more. Zaros seemed to have wrote the most about them in his personal communiqué with the senate, and it both intrigues and terrifies me. They made everything we know to exist, including space-time. They made tools to shape us and the worlds (such as the Stone and Saradomin’s crown), and are the source of divinity. The last passage I found is the one that gives me the chills:

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">“Upon the hallowed day, they will bore this world asunder, drink from its blood, and then consume everything we cherish.” – As dictated by Zaros in the Imperial Senate, unknown, Second Age.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I’m no stranger to the end of day prophecies, but considering my work supports their existence, what do I make of it?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">He did not finish the passage. What is he hiding from me? – Ares

<span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Calibri;color:#1e4d78;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Azzanadra
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Our de-facto leader is a zealot, no surprise. But not by choice, I think. He is quite the intellectual, focused in his work and always driven. But when you talk to him… it is hard to explain, but his words appeared not hollow, but mouthed. Like he has no real choice, but he also agrees with it. I guess after several thousand years of imprisonment will do that to you. But never backchat to him: He despises it.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I can vouch for that. I’m still missing ribs. - Ares

<span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Calibri;color:#1e4d78;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Sliske
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">You know, I used to like him. He was the most charismatic and charming of all of us, not to mention a joker by nature. I spent several hours with him, laughing over the stories he told about “Izzy and the exploding altar”. He even complimented me on how I ‘borrowed’ his barrows Armor designs. But now, I have mixing feelings. I see why the others were very cautious around him. He is the most unpredictable of beings, and can start a war upon command. He has no concept about the value of life, seeing it as toys that just need stringing up. And now that he has both the Stone and Staff, he stands on the precipice of a worldwide disaster. I might have something to deal with him in time.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">If you were with your senses again my friend, I would stand by your against him. – Ares

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I am with my senses, but for once you cannot see the greater picture. –M

<span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Calibri;color:#1e4d78;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Ptolemos
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Apart from some faint references in the Empire Codex, I have nothing on this Dream of Mah. But there is a lead to follow here regarding his people’s rejuvenation ritual.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Wasted effort, it seems. Dead, according to his now deceased cult. -M

<span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Calibri;color:#1e4d78;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Ares
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:700;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">[The page is mostly missing, clearly torn out by the shredded paper along the binding. You notice small watermarks along the small shred of paper that remains.]

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">…’re part of the Final Experiment. A way to cheat and even defy Death itself. Two half’s of a greater whole. Because of this, we are much like brothers. Fer won’t…

<span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Calibri;color:#1e4d78;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Fer ‘Ireth
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:700;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">[The page is missing, clearly torn out by the shredded paper along the binding. Unlike the previous entry, it appears the page was burnt while still within the tome.]

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I AM YOUR SLAVE NO MORE! I WON’T BECOME YOUR FINAL EXPERMENT. –M

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I’ve failed you, Master. Years of your work, slipped though my hands. My punishment: A heart that can still ache. - Ares

<span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Calibri;color:#1e4d78;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Hawke Frost
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Hakwe is a near-human I encountered when I re-confronted Daemonheim. He was an enigmatic and slightly clueless fellow, but I could not resist the intrigue of a human who could control ice. I travelled with him for months on various little skirmishes and adventures, learning ice magic from him and eventually going to Asylum. I just regret that I abandoned him during the Schism, but I did not want him and his own friends involved in my war.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I found him, but he looked at me with hate, and never wanted to see me again. I guess it is for the best. -M

<span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Calibri;color:#1e4d78;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Mark
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Mark is the public commander of the Godless’ operations, though not their overall leader. His stoic beliefs could jeopardise my work, either through direct conflict or the public discovery of the Paradigm. I can’t have him silenced for now. Maybe misdirect him?

<span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Calibri;color:#1e4d78;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Rosaline Hanes
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I found the name from those Ptolemos cultists and their writings. Looks like that lead may not be dead after all.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Still searching. She must have a reason for all the hiding. -M

<span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Calibri;color:#1e4d78;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Talkur
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">He died in Daemonheim, torn in pain, grief and anger. There is only Mephiles now.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">In one way, I helped him confront his past forever. But in many others, I just made him so much terrible by doing so. I’m so, so sorry. - Ares

<span style="font-size:16px;font-family:Calibri;color:#1e4d78;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Viza
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">She was a simple experiment turned into a useful agent. An attempt to recreate the spell that made me and Ares revived her a shambling corpse. Her kardidian royalty meant nothing to me: it was her finesse with 4 longbows and the ability to animate her wrappings that did. I never intended to let her live so long, but I guess I have regained more of my humanity then I thought.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I feel her pass. The Nihil must have eaten her. I do hope she has given me enough time. No more writing: I confront my work now! –M

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">He is here, I can feel it! Master, get ready! - Ares

<span style="font-size:17.333333333333332px;font-family:Calibri;color:#2e75b5;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Asylum
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Asylum is the name of Hawke’s homeworld. Apparently situated somewhere New Domina and Infernus, it is a harsh world of endless nights, frigid temperatures and endless ocean. There is no land mass upon the planet, and instead is covered with icebergs and ice flows that never melt and flow with the currents. It is eerily solemn: especially when you look upon the cloudless skies that shimmer with thousands of stars.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Hawke’s people live a nomadic lifestyle, shifting around the planet every few years to established sites that are the most habitable for life. But apart from this, it is not unlike the nomad lifestyle my blood comes from.

<span style="font-size:17.333333333333332px;font-family:Calibri;color:#2e75b5;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Freneskae
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The passages from the Gaia Codex speak of the prime world: a world where it all begun for our universe. Freneskae is described as a lifeless, toxic world of smoke, ash and volcanos. But despite this, it was the origin of the Majaharrat and their rival tribes. Zaros himself decreed in the Senate Records that no being should attempt to visit Freneskae, upon penalty of death. I wonder why?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">BECAUSE IT IS BLOODY DANGEROUS! You either choke, burn alive, get struck by lightning or get dissolved. The only reason you would ever go there would be to investigate the legends surrounding Zaros’ “Elder Gods”. - Ares

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">If the Elder Gods did exist, they would be from there. My theory of Divine Entropy is cornerstoned by their theoretical existence. I must confirm my theory. –M

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">As I write this, Freneskae is tearing me apart slowly. I may not breathe, but I can still feel the air tear my insides apart. My skin is burning from scortched ash. This book grants some relief as I stand within what I think was a Zarosian outpost. The source of Anima I detected is so close now. I won’t let my fragile form stop me from Ascension! - M

<span style="font-size:17.333333333333332px;font-family:Calibri;color:#2e75b5;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Infernus
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Home of the Demons and other Avernic races, this plain is a cauldron of fire, brimstone and lakes of lava. I have little knowledge of this place as I have never visited, but I do know many of its architectural elements where copied when our base at Uzer was established. It was also one of the first worlds that Zaros annexed as he constructed the empire.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I fully agree. - Ares

<span style="font-size:17.333333333333332px;font-family:Calibri;color:#2e75b5;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The Runespan
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The Runespan is one of the most mystical places known to exist in my eyes. The Runecrafting Guild discovered it not much later then when Fer disappeared. The collection of floating isles amongst an endless gas field is home to Runic energies that where much more pure then anything we know on Gilenor. I became a little intoxicated with it, and spent a few weeks there to enhance my energy absorption techniques.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">A few weeks? I heard from that Frosty fellow that you spent months there because the Esswraiths intoxicated you with images from your past. Apparently they prey on some of the humans to absorb node power and rejuvenate their own biological essence. – Ares

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Don’t remind be about Elektra. –M

<span style="font-size:17.333333333333332px;font-family:Calibri;color:#2e75b5;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The Tower of Life
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">It is both my sanctuary and my prison. The Tower was constructed a few years ago by alchemists who wished to abuse the Well of Life’s power in the name of science, but soon evacuated when some creature they brought to life turned against them. I and Ares first investigated the tower just after that story reached the travellers at the nearby bar. The tower itself is not that impressive: standard construction, apart from the complex piping system that pumps the water around. The Well is what makes it sacred.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">He rightly calls it a prison. It may house the only thing that can sustain him, but it also keeps him from causing harm as I lose control over his mind. I even installed complicated mechanical and arcane seals to prevent him leaving once he grew hostile. They only lasted a few days at best. – Ares

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">3 days, 7 hours and 34 minutes, Ares. –M

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I have reshaped the chambers in ice to keep the sacred waters pure, along with diving the altar chambers into both habitation for my assistants and creatures, along with labs for my experiments. The chamber entrance has been also reshaped with unbreakable doors and mechanical deadlock. It may not stop Ares from entering via the Shadow Realm, but I can still prevent the Ardounge Army retaking the tower for the kingdom. – M

<span style="font-size:17.333333333333332px;font-family:Calibri;color:#2e75b5;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The Vault
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The Vault is my secondary fortification, and was a gift when Hawke departed for worlds unknown. It is an underground facility within a secluded polar iceberg on Asylum, making travel to it impossible via teleport due to the volatile artic storms. It is merely used as either overflow or secondary storage for my valuable equipment, experiments or assets.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.295;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:8pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">I have no interest to besiege that vault: All the real goodies are in his tower. – Ares.