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[Sethos]

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Sethos looked up suddenly from his work sensing the cold stale air of the underground tomb changing just so suddenly. Opening his mouth and vocalizing for the first time in over a year he spoke in a cracked tone:

“What was that?”

Rising slowly the only sound to be heard next was the crackling of his dry and crumbling frame. His skin now a thin stretched layer of dried leather over his bones, his eyes totally dried from his sockets, he had not eaten or drank in months, no need to keep up appearances, and it was time consuming to maintain his human-visage, time that could be spent researching…

Closing his eyes he began to focus and channel his mind, to project it out into world, to seek out and sense the undead, those bound by Oblivion and attempt to read their thoughts…

“Fear...loss…longing…freedom…uncertainty”

He saw it, an empty throne. He sensed the shambling undead of the graveyards, controlled directly by Oblivion’s will now loosed and freed, he sensed the Umbran Province, so long had it been overshadowed by his Mighty Lord…now blank.

“Something is wrong…”

Then all of a sudden a sharp pain resonated in the back of his skull and his entropic projection abruptly ceased, he could draw no energy from the Dark Throne.

But, in the ever-so-calm manner of his Father he did not panic, he simply tapped into other less dependant magics. After a short moment of thought, he reached a rational conclusion…he had to return to the Order, leave the work his father set him too at his creation and secure that now, as the last age of the realm draws to a close the will of Oblivion not be compromised.

“A minor set-back…” he muttered to himself as he made his way to the surface and
With a wave of his hand, and an old Arcane incantation, a trick his father taught him, his flesh rebuilt and bright ice-blue eyes formed in his sockets, or at least they appeared to, an illusion but it would work for now…

First to Malas…then he would find Nathan, Norture and Seryas…and if all else failed /he would return to Skara’brae, to his father’s house and plan his next move.

One thing was certain amid all of Sethos’ mechanations…The Convergence of unmaking must be completed, no matter what the cost, no matter what the situation, there can be no failure…he would liberate all creatures of sosaria from their confining mortal frames, he would lead them to perfection in death. For Oblivion…