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[ ] Eluye: A plain scroll, penned in oily black ink Tue Feb 25 02:44:05 2003 To: Shunned Greetings.

The Lands have changed much, I hear. The Champions walk without fear, fortified by an alliance with the only acting Guardian. The Canyon has been quelled, its greatest warriors shamed in combat by those that aid the Light. It seems that a time of peace has fallen upon Avendar,whence before it was not so. It is an ideal time, for those who dwell in shadow. An ideal time, to prepare.

I am called Eluye. My family name is of no consequence, for I was given none. I have existed as I am now for barely even a year, prior to which I was only half alive. Eighteen years of my life was spent as a being of spirit and mind, imprisoned in a simacularum formed of sand and sea rot. It was what spread my influence, what allowed me to sustain my true body, that layed comatose, beneath the waves of Lidraeu. Those who placed me there, those who poisoned my flesh, have long perished; my adopted mother never awoke from her nightmares, joining her husband in death.

I am called Eluye. My family name is of no consequence, for I was given none. I have existed as I am now for barely even a year, prior to which I was only half alive. Eighteen years of my life was spent as a being of spirit and mind, imprisoned in a simacularum formed of sand and sea rot. It was what spread my influence, what allowed me to sustain my true body, that layed comatose, beneath the waves of Lidraeu. Those who placed me there, those who poisoned my flesh, have long perished; my adopted mother never awoke from her nightmares, joining her husband in death.

I will never change.

Through the aid of the unwitting Xegzen, and the Two, I am whole. The Trigon binds my spirit to my body of flesh and blood, returning to me all that I had lost. Now, I seek what I have never known: my heritage. My so-called parents found me as a babe, deep within the Blighted portion of Qilarn. Always have I felt a strange resonance there, a kinship with those that exist within that dark decay. I have only felt the same sensation in two other places: the Plains of Shargob, and the city of Gogoth.

I am told that the Coven can provide me with the knowledge I seek. Knowledge that may perhaps lead me to the answers I seek. I have met the Vanguardsman called Rilistrac. From him, I learned that the ways of the Shunned are not so far from my own. Beyond seeking first true existance, and now my heritage, I seek direction. I have no ties, beyond those to myself. Perhaps within the Coven, may I find a true purpose, for my talents.

Such is what I can offer. My skills, my abilities, my dedication. My very life. With my mind, I can tear the secrets from others. I can turn friends against each other, creating turmoil from within. And with the misbegotten trust of the Light, I can tear away at their very foundation, should the need arise. I offer myself to the Coven in my entirety, as the tool and the artisan.

I await your answer.

Signed, Eluye, the Complete

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