Roland Deschain

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Roland Deschain by Morigan

The Deschains have been a great, evil line of Necromancers for as long as history remembers. We have plagued Sosaria throughout the ages, typically just seeking personal gain and general chaos. One notable exception, besides myself: My grandfather, Marten Deschain. Reading ancient tomes, Marten found that there seemed to be a natural force, which consumed all when they were no more (Oblivion). He also learned that those who followed this force would be granted life beyond death, indeed, along with great powers. This was evidenced by those many undead who walked the lands. Marten worked to find this force, and he founded a sect of Necromancers with terrible power. They worked to conjure Oblivion, but were destroyed by Martens own son, my father Randall. Randall followed the Light, the first Deschain in history to do so. Of course, my families Dark history and my Necromancer grandfather were all kept a secret from me by my father when I was born. Randall was determined to cleanse the Deschain name of any and all evil associated with it. However even upon my birth, my inherent Darkness was evident. I even killed a few playmates with my powers, it was impulse alone that had me do it. Randall was horrified and kept it a secret as best as he could, for he was an officer in Lord Britishs army, and were this to come out he would be stripped of his title.

One day when I was fifteen, I decided to leave home. I did not understand my powers, and was terrified by them. I trekked an entire day before happening upon a cave, which I decided to sleep inside of. While sleeping, my grandfathers spirit appeared. He told me our family history, and all the things I had just spoke of earlier. He told me that the Deschains must always use their powers to find the one woman who may carry on their legacy of Darkness. However, Marten had relations with a woman that he did not plan to marry, and unfortunately, she bore him this bastard child, Randall. Randall turned out to not have the Darkness in him, to turn to the Light. Purely by chance, I was born with all the Darkness inside. Marten told me I was the last hope for the Deschain line to maintain their purity of evil. He said he would give me further instructions, but first to prove my Darkness, I must do something for himI must kill my father.

I returned to my home in Trinsic to kill him. My only thoughts were anger towards this man, who had lied to me all this time, telling me what a noble family we were and what an abomination I was for having these powers. I lifted him by his neck, and slowly, painfully sapped the life out of him. I then blasted his life force at my mother, killing her too. I returned to the cave. Grandfather appeared again. He said that many times in my life I would waver in my decision to go with Darkness, such was the insecurity of youth. He left me with parting words, that someday somehow I would meet a man who was part of a group of Necromancers, and other such Dark beings. He said this man would present me a choice: Go with your inherent Darkness, or struggle to stay in the Light. Then Grandfathers spirit disappeared. His premonition was true. I went between Dark and Light. The small part of my father inside me was the cause of this. I eventually joined a group of Light Followers, the Lost Order of Akalabeth. They turned me towards the Light, and pulled me. However, during this time, in a tavern within the Orders town, I met a strange, sinister looking manhis name was Vyktr. He pulled me towards the Darkness, telling me of his groups philosophies and causes. Eventually, the tug of war drove me temporarily insane, and I thought I was in the Light. However, after I broke from the insanity, in the clearing of the Orders village and in sight of some of their most respected followers, I denounced the Light, denounced their Order, and pledged my allegiance to evil and Oblivion. After that, I joined the Necromancer sect of the order, to further follow my Grandfather's lead. Over time, however, Vyktr convinced me to become a vampire. He sired me, and I became his childe. Also his child, Tara, whom I had bonded with while in the Order. We soon became the best of companions, however I must confess I hid a love for her, which still remains to this very day. It looked as though I was set to become Vyktr's successor, but fate intervened. I was slain by a paladin's silver kryss, and my spirit shattered, I wandered into purgatory. For years, I watched the various worlds, including Sosaria, which populated the galaxy. Eventually, my need for my true Father, Vyktr, and my love Tara, drew me to focus all my power to return to the mortal plane. After months of drawing power, I returned, but I had become weak again. I then realized all that had changed in the world, the many things that I did not see watching it from the blurred vision of purgatory. Now, I live to become powerful again, and take my rightful place as Vyktr's successor...a leader for all the Kindred of the world.