Dusty Tome of Yaawar

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[A tome in possession of Yaawar, dusty and plain, somewhat torn by the passing of time.]

My name is Yaawar Al-Khalhid, wanderer of Ash, witness to Sin, a Judge of Bones.
I bring rightful punishment to the wicked, by actions wicked themselves.
Therefore I repent endlessly, through self-flagellation and hard toil.
It is righteous to move the bones of monsters into service, for they yearned for glorious death.
Death in itself is fitting repentance for some, but not the monster that yearned for it.
Their souls deserve to shatter and burn, beyond even the icy grip of the grave.
Through rituals dark and crimson, through acts sinister and sinful, their repentance becomes never-ending.

Disgusting Orcs, abominable ogres, odious sibilants, your blacksouls won't pass beyond the Veil by my stonecold prayers. You Wronged us. Now suffer.

But my concerns aren't only with the monstrous that passed.
It touches the living too, the reprehensible Man, ignorant and unaware of their wrongs.
They elevate themselves above others and think themselves untouchable.
Wishing Wroth 'pon others without glance at self.
The vengeful pursuit is a noble and encouraged one but it always has a target.
And none look upon themselves and fear Wroth.
They'd wield Wroth as cudgel, but respect it not.

I will bring Fear, and I will demand respect.

All sinners, grind under the wheel.

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It hasn't been a week since my last writing and look at the progress made.
My mastery of Evil is rapidly improving and the experiments have been extremely useful.
I notice I am enjoying it - these vile arts - and I realise the depravity of it. This is beyond Sinful and thus my repentance has been harsh as of late. I will endure- realign my morals, and continue. For this mastery ensures that I am never fearful of it and with a competent hand will direct these tools at the sinners.

My fledgling church in the Creep is doing well, many visitors speak their grievances and treat the shrine and thus Urazzir with reverence and respect, though they bathe in ignorance. It is my duty to dispel their ignorance- and am diligently pursuing this primary task.

Ah, and then there is my new project... My biggest joy these days... Such a beautiful little bird- filled with naivety and ignorance. How I look forward to breaking all of it apart, and fuel it with hatred and lust for revenge. It will rise like a dark revenant of my own creation. The last session has greatly amused me, but is also a signal, that it needs further breaking. To strike at me, to think that is acceptable... Absolutely wretched!

Ah and here is a rest in peace to Burdumz! Immortalized.

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Science against Faith, Science held the authority, through organizational rank and power. He was a much renowned Apothar and he was a lawkeeper Sergeant of the Fourth. I am a non-citizen Makhyoon and he is a champion Balladeer. All bowed to law and accepted the narrative put forth by the ranks.

The state of Faith in Ephia's Well is pathetically weak. I attempted to rally and none heard. Gazing only upon the political standing & organizational rank of the individuals. Have they forgotten who outranks all? The Wheel, our Spokes. These mortals are much too attached to their time 'pon our Disc.

I have been able to dispel ignorant notions here and there, from worthy individuals, but this is a problem of the masses and requires much more faith than what my fledgling church can offer on it's own.

It is crisis and we require Legates and Assemblies 'pon the matters, an army of the faithful and many priests of our Spokes. What has the Hakem been doing? What have the Legates been doing?

My dark touch applied many a times by now and it will strike many a times more. Upon the self, and the other. Mind you, I have not forgotten my own Sin. It is at the front of my mind at all times.

A suspect archaeologist required my aid and through investigation of him through a charming young lad, I have deemed this endeavor worthy. Hah, this young lad confessed before Urazzir and repented through my dark touch. He was naive, and not so wicked as he himself believes. The pain that struck him, his wonderful screaming, it gave me much satisfaction. I will increase the amount of lashes tonight, strike away sin of my own.

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My project still shows emotion, self doubt, self blame, these factors will slow it's progress, it would be a huge detriment to future operations. I will have it acknowledge, accept and adapt. Like all other Sinners however, it requires repentance. If one hates one's self, how can one forgive one's self? You hurt them as much as possible. That is how you will accept what you've done, through your punishment. I believe it requires more breaking, and when it is shattered in pieces, we will piece it back together, in a way that serves our purpose.

And through that comes it's own best reward. It has stated it's wishes and those wishes, I have no doubt, we will have carried out and fulfilled. I know answers already. I will reveal, when it is ready.

Once again I find myself excited, I want to hurt it, it is a joy to see it's progress, to dispel it's naiveity and it's ignorance. Through the pain- it will learn. But once again, I realise this desire is Sin.

How troublesome, as I punish it, I have to punish myself. How troublesome.