Crooked fingers grasped the length of his gnarled staff, a common support for the lack of strength in withered legs. The gentle breeze of the northern wind whispered across insipid features, filling the coffin of his cowl with a pleasant draft, tickling his flesh. There was a time when Arkon Daraul would have taken a moment and enjoyed the genial call of nature's greeting, basking in the almighty notion of the realms amiable exhale washing over him.
But this was not that time.
Ailing eyes peered down from the height of the plateau he occupied with an assiduous inspection of the desolate grounds that sprawled out beneath him. The eradicated remains of an antiquated kingdom spread across the defiled lands of the ensconced valley, no hint of its once grand eminence to behold, only the skeletal remains of colossal edifices and massive structures that once dominated the landscape, half above the earth, and half below.
It would take a great deal of time and effort to excavate the entire area by himself; two particular things that he didn't have much of. Besides, this location was based more on theory than factual evidence, and he would loath wasted exertion in search of something that wasn't even present. Alone, it would take him many years to comb through the extirpated catacombs, with thousands upon thousands of parchments and scrolls to examine - not to mention the extermination of anything that had decided the abandoned city would make a suitable dwelling.
Bringing his gloved fist up to softly meet the parting tiers of cracked and bloodied lips, he coughed into the coil of his hand, a hoarse and liquid sound that indicated an injury far beyond the capacity of human tolerance. It was the price the shard demanded of him in return for a continued sense of elation. When he exchanged the feelings of rapture for power he never considered that instead of extracting the euphoria from him completely, the dark powers he bargained with would simply twist it into something depraved. Something agonizing.
The pain, as usual, was only temporary, and as it passed his knotted features began to relax, bilious eyes returning from the clench of wrinkled lids. Again he looked out over the vast reaches of the abdicated ruins, understanding what he needed.
Help.
Lots of help.
But this was not that time.
Ailing eyes peered down from the height of the plateau he occupied with an assiduous inspection of the desolate grounds that sprawled out beneath him. The eradicated remains of an antiquated kingdom spread across the defiled lands of the ensconced valley, no hint of its once grand eminence to behold, only the skeletal remains of colossal edifices and massive structures that once dominated the landscape, half above the earth, and half below.
It would take a great deal of time and effort to excavate the entire area by himself; two particular things that he didn't have much of. Besides, this location was based more on theory than factual evidence, and he would loath wasted exertion in search of something that wasn't even present. Alone, it would take him many years to comb through the extirpated catacombs, with thousands upon thousands of parchments and scrolls to examine - not to mention the extermination of anything that had decided the abandoned city would make a suitable dwelling.
Bringing his gloved fist up to softly meet the parting tiers of cracked and bloodied lips, he coughed into the coil of his hand, a hoarse and liquid sound that indicated an injury far beyond the capacity of human tolerance. It was the price the shard demanded of him in return for a continued sense of elation. When he exchanged the feelings of rapture for power he never considered that instead of extracting the euphoria from him completely, the dark powers he bargained with would simply twist it into something depraved. Something agonizing.
The pain, as usual, was only temporary, and as it passed his knotted features began to relax, bilious eyes returning from the clench of wrinkled lids. Again he looked out over the vast reaches of the abdicated ruins, understanding what he needed.
Help.
Lots of help.