Melvor's end - An ocean of white waves

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Melvor's end - An ocean of white waves

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With the help of the bregan d'earthe i've come to know some disturbing news, That my sister was turned into a mindless vampire by the necromancer i hunted, and by my pact i have already traded my soul and an eternity of torture for my quarrel in exhange for the burning hellfire i wield and ultimately the safety of my sister. That day i hesitated, my sister and the necromancer stood in front of me, my sister pulling away while the necromance reached out to grab her. It should have been clear in the watery streets of Luskan, and i should have defended her, but i didn’t. A coward through and through, but i now know why i hesitated. I always wondered why the necromancer didn’t kill me when she had the chance, and deep down i knew why, but i was afraid to admit it.

“We found a divineer M, meet me in our hideout in a tenday, and we shall discuss the price. you will finally know the identity of the necromancer, by more than name.”

But i already knew, it was my mother. The day my father died she was never the same, she didn’t want to ever lose a loved one again, and i sympathize and if it wasn’t for my stay in the monastery i would probably have ended like that myself. Someone that flees their own death and drag others into the fray intentionally. That’s why i have decided to end this on my own, the friends and allies i have gathered by the time i have spent on the sword coast, they are all so different, each making waves that change the coast, each living to fulfill their one pure dream. How could i drag them into my family problems, i would be no different than my mother.

I wanted to find the metal Thinuan so i could entrap my mothers soul and keep her from the damnation i had brought her, but that would be no different than her doings, no, her fate and mine had to be met with open arms.

At the meeting S. told me that his spies had uncovered that my mother was preparing to leave her hideout, and from the amount of rations and other preparations it was clear she was heading out for a long journey, likely away from the sword coast.

I knew i had to act now even if the pieces was not in place, I did not have dagger i sought, i did not have Klait goldwind to keep her minions at bay, i had not mastered the Hellfire storm and i could not bring myself to ask Desrah for help despite all we had been through, no, maybe that’s exactly why i couldn’t. But i could not let my mother slip past my fingers once again, this time i would not hesitate.

There she was, a lithe old figure pulling off her hood, her eyes meeting mine as she smiles.
I had so many questions and i didn’t know which one to question her with, but before i knew it i already had. “Why?” A mixed bag of all my questions put in a compact little bowl.

“I know all you did son, i know you made a pact with an outsider, i know all the sacrifices you have made with both your own soul and others, that you left our clan it tatters for your own selfish reasons. That’s the only reason you live right now. You dont have to suffer like that anymore, let me make you immortal and your pact will have no hold over you.”

I just stood there, wanting to speak but with no words leaving my mouth, a small part of me agreed with her, had i not suffered enough? Was i brought into this world only to suffer? If i agreed i could live with my family again, untouched by the consequences of my actions.

“No, we’re not the same, mother” The last word filled with vitriol.
“I won’t run from my fate, you are a wave that should have dispersed long ago.”

She looked over her shoulder. “Come my dear, help me convince your brother.”

A husk of my sister came shambling behind my mother, groaning like a zombie would, a mindless undead by all accounts, all but the visage of a vampire. Her lifeless eyes met with mine, and my shoulders fell. All this time i had prepared for this moment, and it struck me now that i could never have been prepared for this, no matter how long i waited.
Still she shambled towards me and i couldn’t move, my body was in shock. As she got closer i could hear more than groaning, a mutilated and grotesque voice that sounded as if trying to escape from the husk. “Mell - vorr…eeeuugh - you mmmrruuuaaagh - are - nnnnuughr not a - ghhhrrraa mmmmm - onster.”

At that moment hellish energy was already surrounding my arms and i pushed my palm into her head as i released the hellfire. It left nothing but ashes and without even a moment's notice i was already at my mother throat, holding her down. She was stilling smiling as i did the last blow. For five minutes i just sat there without uttering a word, without moving a muscle, i felt that if i did, i would crumble.

“Did you see that Shirley? I killed again, like i killed our father, but i didn’t mess up like i did that time. Because i hesitated so many died, but this time i saved a lot of people…
There’s no telling how many people would have died if i let my mother live.”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uWb4MHd6xKI

for all those that made my day and night of the coast brighter, i sing this song for you.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lsz5ijRQvUY
You are an ocean of waves, weaving a dream,
Like thoughts become a river stream
Yet may the tide ever change, flowing like time
To the path, yours to climb

Thou seek the light with an outstretched hand
A divine blade lies before you,
So command the wake of dreams
To restore the world, cut ‘way the seams

Join in our prayer, in our song of birthrights and love
Come the sun, illuminate the sky
Pray that we may quell the dark - Light take the throne
Lost in thoughts all alone

You are an ocean of waves, weaving a dream,
Like thoughts become a river stream
Yet may the tide ever change, flowing like time
To the path, yours to claim

Thou seek the dark with an unsheathed blade
Now a white, ivory throne beckons,
So obtain the fate you sow
On this path, be weary, friend an’ foe

Join in the tale, in the blight, of conquest and lies
Come the sun, to tarnish in the sky
Vow that we shall tear the light – Dark seize the throne
Lost in thoughts, all alone

May thy chosen path lead way and grace you with virtue
But surely a balance awaits, so be it bliss or pain you gain
Beyond the route-way’s end, you’ll gain resilience and weakness
The trials, the thorn in your side, becomes the greatest strength in you

Traverse upon the coast of swords thou see
Where the hearts of many wander
Quietly, they wish and weave
Placing hope inside their one, pure dream

After the storm stills its wake, may all be blessed
So the fate and fallen can find rest
Your will, the water reflects, so all will know
Your hands brought the morrow

You are an ocean of waves, weaving a dream,
Like thoughts become a river stream
Yet may the tide ever change, flowing like time
To the path, yours to climb

You are an ocean of waves.
My wave has ended, and i now meet the fate i have sowed, this dagger will put an end to this cursed circle.
Very Chairish.

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