Archive:Adarok

A Face in the Crowd

Adarok was an ancient human, who lived many years before the current age of Alathra. By trade he was a mariner, though many of his fellow seafarers would argue that cheating at cards was his true calling. While known for trickery and deceit, the true power of his silver tongue wasn't tested until he met with the Lady of Death herself. Through a combination of luck and skill, he managed to both save his life, and seal his fate, at the same time. Now known as little more than a broken spirit bound to the Blessed Dagger, Adarok was, for a period of time, something far greater.

A God based on Lies

It was mariners like Adarok who made up the majority of the victims taken by the Sisters of Death... And he was no different. A series of unfortunate events lead to an odd meeting in an alleyway, and the Blessed Dagger near to being pressed into his heart. With the greatest gamble he'd ever made, not only his life, but his very soul on the line, he managed to convince her that he was in fact looking for her. He could tell she was more than a mortal assailant from her strength and the power of that dagger, and so Adarok proclaimed that he was the very god who had bestowed her power onto her, and by sheer chance, convinced her that her blessed dagger was a creation of his own hand-- guessing of its origination and dreams of fishing as he glanced at the happenings at the dock nearby. The Lady of Death not only spared him, but began to kill in his name, each new life fed to the dagger empowering him as it had her.