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Desmond Bornholdt

A daemon from Arcanum, an avatar of Naar; the Old God of Death and Decay.

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a character in “Terra”, as played by Maree

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The followers of Naar. They wish to see Naar rise into his full glory so that Terra will be thrown into absolute Eternal Chaos.

Description

دروہ تاریکی مصائب درد کا شکار دروہ تاریکی درد کا شکار دروہ تاریکی درد
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دروہ تاریکی مصائب درد کا شکار دروہ تاریکی درد کا شکار دروہ تاریک درد

Full Name: Desmond Edgar Bornholdt
Age: Undetermined
Species: Daemon
Caste: High Priest of the Old Gods
Genre: Steampunk Urban Fantasy

Patron: Naar: Pain, Suffering, Malevolence, Darkness, the Moon, "Evil" Beast-of-a-Thousand-Names, The Dark One.

Companions
Siglismuyn: Plagues, Pestilience, Disease, Sepsis. Appears as a festering, rotting hound; The Pox-bringer, Plague Hound.
Ulella: Ghosts, The Undead, Burial, Burial Grounds, Death, Embalming. Appears as a molting, raven. The Veiled One, Lady of Hallowed Grounds.
Henesp: Poison, Serpents, Death, Necrotic Decay & Rotting. Appears as a gold snake. The Corpse Eater, The Serpent Lady, The Scaled One.
Illawen: Compost, Decay, Rotting, Moisture, Fungus, Darkness, Night, Entropy. Appears as a diseased rat. The Mushroom Mistress, The Dark Lady.

The Old Religion
The Old Religion, alternatively called the Old Way and/or the Old Faith, is the most ancient religion in Arcanum. This is the faith of the Old Gods, who are also called Old Powers of the Earth. It is a polytheistic faith, in which many different gods, goddesses, and deities of ambiguous sex govern and influence every aspect imaginable.

Among these gods, names vary considerably from place to place. However, despite linguistic variances, everyone who keeps the Old Way understands that the gods are always the same, that they have True Names that few, if any, mortals have ever heard. Practitioners of this Way also agree on a number of other principles and tenets. Chief among these is the belief that all the humanoid races of Arcanum trace their origin to a Deity of some sort who appears, in its physical form at least, as a member of that race. So, for example, there is a "Human" god, a "Kobold" god, a "Greenskin" god, and so forth.

These gods and goddesses are thought to be the youngest of the Old Powers, since the other deities in the pantheon of the Old Faith rule over ideas, ideals, and concepts as opposed to concrete physical forms. Another generally agreed on tenet of the Old Way is that the gods actually exist and have real, tangible influence in the matieral world. Many ancient chronicles and tomes of forgotten lore mention one or more of the Old Gods intervening in mortal affairs, and those who follow this faith take these accounts quite seriously. Those few who keep the Old Religion in modern Arcanum have mixed opinions about the other religious paths. Old Faithers typically get along well with Pagans. There are even denominations and sects that accept the truth of both religions, and integrate their beliefs accordingly. However, since the Pagans are universally aligned to Chaos, those who worship Old Gods of law, control, and the like do not associate with the Pagans.

Those who follow the Old Gods do not love the Hammerites, the Mechanists, or any others who elevate Steam Tech to godhood. The way of the Old Powers of the Earth is very ecocentric, so members of this religion tend to love Arcanum itself, and shun that which destroys the earth and its landbases.

Besides these agreed upon tenets and opinions about other religions, the worship of the Old Gods comes in many rites, rituals, devotionals, and prayers. Each deity has its own path, and even among those who worship the same god or gods, there is still leeway in their practice. One of the great mysteries of Arcanum is the disappearance and near-extinction of the Old Powers of the Earth.

De Historiae: To be Revealed...

So begins...

Desmond Bornholdt's Story

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Pathos scratched the scars of his face before taking the fishing pole. He almost ripped it out of the woman's hands but old manners died hard, it seemed. He grunted his thanks before taking off to a jutting stretch of sand. It was the perfect fishing spot for Pathos.

A chill wind passed over Shayla.

"So, you are the one that has claimed Dhaelhel's feather," a voice said near Shayla. It was a daemon with curling horns and rich red robes draped over his thin body. An ornate strip of cloth covered his eyes. He appeared to be blind but with the fluidity that Desmond walked toward Shayla argued against that assumption.

"That feather," Desmond said as he raised a finger and pointed directly at it. "It is very special; something to be safeguarded at all costs." A twisted smile curled at the corner of his generous mouth. The daemon's aura was, breathtaking. It was massive and darker than black. Power wafted off of Desmond as powerfully as the water beat against the shore. He was just as powerful as the forces of nature.

"I ask you," Desmond said in his velveteen voice. "Are you able to keep such a precious thing safe?"

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She smirked, folding her arms over her bosom. She would break through his shell eventually. Eventually was the key word.

Chill bumps covered her skin as the wind passed over her, and her clothes suddenly changed to seemed to be a tribal traveling gear. Turning swiftly, Shayla suddenly looked fierce, her own power ebbing as she called upon it. If filled her, consumed her with what seemed to be life itself, with the want to draw more within herself. However, experience kept her from doing so.

Relaxing her look back to her sensual self, she placed a hand upon her own cheek. "I would suppose I would be." She said, her voice soft and becoming. A smirk of a smile pressed itself upon her soft lips. His own power was.. Amazing. Darkness flowed around him like none she had ever seen back when her power was at its fullest. Back then, she had been considered blacker than black. The shadow of the world itself. It would seem this world had changed.

And she liked it.

"Special you say?" She said, laughing seductively. "Well then that means its priceless to me then.." She walked towards him slowly. "I can keep it safe from anyone who should try to take it away from me..." She said, walking closer, attempting to end up beside the daemon. "Are you going to try to take it from me?" She asked with a curious but flirtatious tone.

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"I have no intention of taking it away from you," Desmond stated in an amused tone of voice. He knew that she was coming closer to him but the daemon did not move. He stayed standing exactly where he was as Shayla closed in on him.

"I have a sense that you are useful to our cause," Desmond said to her. "Tell me, are you willing to see this world's destruction? Are you one of the people that would allow Terra to come to its justice? It's death?" Desmond awaited Shayla's answer patiently.


Meanwhile, Pathos was enjoying himself. There was plenty of sun, warmth, and fish were striking at his pole. He hadn't yet caught anything. The drunken elf was far too busy staring out over the ocean.

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A cruel smile spread across her face. "I was imprisoned unjustly for thousands of years just because my magic was black." Unjustly, but her definition of course. "Was that fair? Trapped in a dreamless sleep, where I was aware the world was changing and that the seal that was holding me was fading. Pint up rage and hatred is something you really should not keep bottled up. I plan to let some run wild with my revenge upon this world, and maybe the next.." She whispered.

Her smile turned sweet towards him and she leaned closer, if allowed, to where her lips were a mere inch to his ear.

"To see this world burn, the people of the world turn upon each other and destroy themselves.. That is my one true desire.." She said, lust filling her words with her true emotion. "Do we both long for the same things...?" She asked in a velvet tone, her eyes shifting to Pathos just for the briefest of seconds. She needed to make sure her tool remained close.

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"I see," Desmond said as he turned his head to face Shayla. There was but a whisper's length of distance between their flesh. As the daemon spoke, Shayla would be able to feel his sweet breath against her skin.

"Naar would be pleased to have you serve in his army as a lieutenant," Desmond said as his hand retreated into his flowing robes. He procured a heavy gold coin from it. On both sides of the coin was a triangle trapped inside of a circle with two lines running perpendicular to the circle, one on top and one on bottom.

Desmond pressed the coin into Shayla's hand and offered his name before he asked the woman hers.

"Desmond Bornholdt, and I am ever gratefully at your service," the daemon said, placing a kiss on her hand.

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"The pleasure is all mine, Mr. Bornholdt. I was known as Shayla the witch, but you may just call me Shayla." She said, sounding flattered at his gesture towards her. She felt the coin in her hand. "I look forward to serve in his army." She added.

Moving away from Desmond slightly, she looked towards the ocean. "What does Lord Naar require of me?" She wasn't sure how to address Naar, but she figured flattery would win her more than unintentionally insulting the entity. "Besides holding this feather for him, that is."

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"You see that man there," Desmond said, pointing to Pathos. The elven man was jerking his rod upward and fighting a fish that had caught on his lure.

"As foolish as he may seem," the daemon said to Shayla. "He is of utmost importance. There are several people who are searching for Dhaelhel's feathers, just like the one you've so cleverly hidden. A woman, an elven woman, name Lumariale is among the highest of their ranks. He was once the lover of that woman. You are to keep him hostage if such a case of him needing to be used against her comes into our little game."

"And if any come seeking the feather, you are to kill them in whatever manner that you please," Desmond said.

Pathos hollered from across the beach and held up his catch. It was a tiny little fish but he seemed very proud of it. Pathos didn't seem to see Desmond standing next to Shayla, that or he didn't care at all. If she looked down there would be no footprints where Desmond had walked.

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Daring a brief glance behind Pathos, she noticed there were not footprints. She smiled and waved to Pathos. "I shall do as requested." She said, barely moving her lips as she spoke. "It shouldn't be too difficult to keep this fool close to me." She stated, nodding towards Pathos. "If I prove my usefulness to the Lord Naar, what shall I expect?"

Only waiting for an answer, she then asked. "If I need to speak to you, how should I seek for you?" She asked. "Or our Lord, hm?"

She then called out towards Pathos. "Magnificent! You are a master fishermen!"

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"You shall expect the world to be ended as it is and then recreated to his liking," Desmond replied. It was a vague answer and Shayla would not be able to even come close to comprehending what Naar had in mind for Terra.

"You will be given a position of respect when that time comes. And as for contacting me," Desmond said as he looked pointedly at Shayla's hand; the one he had placed a coin in.

"Call my name and I will come," he said. "In one form or another, or if I am unavailable I will send another of the Naari to aid you." A single chuckle sounded low in the back of his throat.

"Do take care with the elven man. Remember that he is important, Shayla." Desmond walked away from the woman. Not a single footprint trailed behind him.


In the distance, Pathos was restringing his fishing pole. He was having a difficult time not snagging on the coral beneath the water's surface. A slew of curses flew from his mouth.

... the fish he had caught earlier flopped until it caught in the tide and then swam away.

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Shayla merely smiled as Desmond began to walk away. "I shall remember. Come and visit me soon, I hope that you won't need to feel so formal next time, Mr. Bornholdt." She said, teasing him of course. She gave the coin a squeeze before securing it in a braided necklace that she tucked inside her shirt.

Soon she was walking across the white sand over to Pathos, though her eyes were on the fish he had captured. The elf truly seemed to be an idiot. So she was to use him to her advantage when the time came, hm? She sat down next to where the elf stood restringing his pole. "So, you've never given me a name to call you, Master." She said softly, her eyes gazing longingly out in the distance. "I'm Shayla." She flashed a soft smile in his direction, despite all the curses. "I can help you with that, if you wish."