CHAIN IF WEIGHT #-99 ~InParty("SK#Neht")
Global("SK#KaN","GLOBAL",0)~ THEN BKELDOR nehkel1chain
~Travel in front of me, wraith, I will not have an undead moving at my back.~ DO ~SetGlobal("SK#KaN","GLOBAL",1)~
== BSK#NEHT ~Feeding off of another knight never occurred to me, Sir Keldorn. Thou need'st not worry.~
== BKELDOR ~The archives of the Order are full of recordings of undead, especially the rarer forms of this curse. One such entry was that of a knight who willingly became a fire wraith.~
== BSK#NEHT ~I know not what thou art getting at.~
== BKELDOR ~You should, since you were specifically mentioned. A knight, who was granted the greatest blessing his god could give, soon reduced to little more than a weapon the drow used against surface elves. This fire wraith caused misery to a great many.~
= ~The moment your control slips, if there is any sign that the drow still control you, Torm has demanded you are to be destroyed. In order to prevent the destruction of others by you.~
== BSK#NEHT ~So that is why thine eyes seem so accusatory.~
== BKELDOR ~You were given a great blessing, but squandered it a moment before you died.~
== BSK#NEHT ~No! You know naught of what thou speak, Keldorn.~
= ~Demons and devils used my home... Ascalhorn, as a battle ground for their Blood War. Those few citizens left alive where trapped within the city, as its great towers caught aflame and began to fall.... My mother... no... my father once built an underground trading route under my House, for likely more ill purposes than I used it for.~
= ~I could have left through that passage and escaped with my life to live what few years I had left, but I did not! Several dwarves and humans managed to also avoid the destruction caused by the Blood War, and it was I who gathered and showed them that there was indeed a way to escape.~
= ~My age weighed upon my face as much as it does to thee now. I was not strong enough to pull the rusted lever that could collapse the entrance to the tunnel once we were all through. So I stayed behind... and prayed to Amaunator to be capable of distracting the... demons from the tunnel entrance, so that others could survive.~
= ~Amaunator turned back the time on my body. I was given back my youth, to fight them better, but there was still... far too many for me to fight. The power I was given worked like a beacon to them, and I died under their onslaught. *That* was how my life ended, Sir Keldorn. Not in shame! Torm recorded thy books wrongly!~
== BKELDOR ~Torm did not guide the hand of another to write false words, Sir Neh'taniel. I spoke thus merely to test what your true nature is. Your part in the archives is not actually one of shame, but of great loss. Once our time in <CHARNAME>'s company is done, I will show you the entry, if you wish.~
== BSK#NEHT ~I would... appreciate that... greatly.~
EXIT

