Deposition of Dharzhal
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Title: Deposition of Dharzhal
Author: Dharzhal T'Ar
Deposition of Dharzhal T'Ar
Regarding: Poisoning of Papua's Water Source
I freely, under no compulsion, do confess to the following:
1. I did, willfully, pour a poisonous substance into the fountainhead of the Gentle River, which is the main water supply of the people of Papua.
2. I did so without personal malice or intent to cause harm to anyone in Papua.
3. I did so due to death threats made against me and my family by Lord Thrax and his associates, the present governing body of Papua.
4. I did not poison the food given to the Empress Rryn Anyai. Explanation of the Admissions:
It is needful that I present information about the relationship between me and Lord Thrax and the religion we once shared. That relationship, and the nature of his religion, brought about this unhappy state of affairs and the crimes I committed.
I was once the High Priest of the god of Lord Thrax, Oggaroth. When I left the service of that god, Lord Thrax assumed the mantle of the priesthood. Oggaroth is a god of destruction and strife who commissioned Thrax to take revenge upon me. One of the ways that is done is to sacrifice the victim to Oggaroth in a ritual called the Banishment.
In it, the shade, or spirit, of the victim is sent into the part of the netherworld where Oggaroth resides. It is tormented by him there, forever. I know this to be true. I have witnessed it.
Lord Thrax threatened me and my consort with this fate if we did not do his bidding. He first asked me to produce a type of toxin that could not be cured by normal means. After many months of very hard labors, I produced it. I also created the only antidote for it, though I gave him only partial information on how to apply it. Thrax took these items and sent me away.
Before I left, however, I did poison him with it hoping to make him suffer as he had made me suffer. Unfortunately he was completely cured without using the antidote, though I do not know how exactly. (I did not, as he later claimed, poison Duke Kotare). He found me again and made a deal with me: I must create a stronger, more concentrated, toxin and pour a small amount of it into the fountainhead of the Gentle River far to the south of Papua.
I privately scoffed at the idea, convinced that by the time it would arrive at the mouth of the river, where the people get their water, it would be so diluted it would have little or no effect upon them.
What I did not reckon on was that my act was purely symbolic: Lord Thrax had found another person or persons to add the toxin closer to the mouth of the river. One of them, named Eric, confessed to the crime and was later tried and hanged, but he implicated me as an accomplice before his death. I had thus unwittingly fallen into the clever trap Thrax created, becoming a handy scapegoat should he ever need another. This he did when the Empress was poisoned and when I confessed to my part in these crimes.