The Dark One - The Shadow Master

[theDarkOne]

Surrounded by mystery and intrigue is an order of dark druids who have recently made their presence known through the introduction of four beings of considerable power and intrigue.

• Mauglir the Dark, the Shadow Master
  Narcissus, the Shadow Spirit
  Lord Seorsa'ssr, the Shadowed One
  Khamul, Shadow of the East

The first was Narcissus, one of the Leaders of the infamous Shadow Enclave. Narcissus made his presence known to members of the Keepers of the Elder Circle and spoke of the Shadow Druids and their purposes.

The Leader of the Shadow Enclave is a dark figure of unknown power. He is shrouded in mystery and his identity is unknown to all... though many speculate who the Dark One may be. He is a druid and able to control the forces of nature and bend them to his will for the purpose of maintaining the Balance. He is a master of disguise, shapechanging and nearly always in the presence of other Shadow Druids and powerful giant spiders. It is rumored he has the allegiance of a very powerful giant spider as his animal companion. But that is just a rumor.

The Shadow Master always has his most prized weapon on him, a spear of ancient power as well as an old, gnarled staff of some dark wood rumored to be the staff of the Grand Druid, which may give some indication of the power of the Dark One.

He is known by the name Mauglir, but is more often referred to as the Dark One, the Shadow Master or Lord of Shadow by those who serve him. He always wears his mask identifying him as the Shadow Master.

The Lord of Shadow, The Shadow Master, The Dark One
Mauglir the Dark

[theDarkOne]

Mauglir the Dark, the mighty druid of darkness and shadow, leader of the Shadow Enclave, the Shadow Master...

The Prophecy of the Balance as told by the Dark One... who in the service of his Gods has prophesied that the Balance will be kept at the expense of those who defile it... their deaths shall be quick...

Silhouetted against the moon, and standing tall on a hill top stood a dark figure with arms raised upward, and about him flew all forms of carrion birds; and he cried in a loud voice that shook the trees of the forest about him to all the birds that flew in the heavens above him, "come and gather yourselves for the feast of the Balance is ripe; come and feast on the flesh of mighty men who destroy you, feast on the captains of those who defile the Balance... their time is at an end."