From World of Charun

317 -363 IV

PC played by Jonsi



The Dark Priest

The barren wasteland of Bawulu is what shaped Montsho's grim heart. His own way, to distaste what others found beautiful, and embrace what others found morbid, led to him willingly walking away from where he was raised. The dead landscape and withered ashes spoke to him. There was beauty there, in what was not. A dead tree, leafless and black, almost burned to ashes from the grim sunshine, was a token of all the dangers and powers in the world. The pale skin of a corpse, the scars it wore, the blankness of its stare, told you the story of its death – the climax and most important part in what he calls the mortal life. There was no need for consideration of which god was worth praying to. Gesanis was the only true god for Montsho, the only god whose blessing really mattered to him. He saw the worship of the God of Death being what life was, the mortal life, only but a phase. To live eternally was not far away.


Montsho learned much from his father, as his father had visions of his son taking over his business when he sought to retire. Together they walked the slave markets around the vicinity of Ngozi, buying men and women, and selling them for a higher price. It was a harsh market, with thick competition. The business was filthy to say the least, something that led to Monsho loosing the morale standards of a common man at an early age. He became a hardened individual, but he never found his occupation and cut-out future joyful.

The line of business his father worked with led to his demise. He was killed one night by what the family thought a competitor . Torn by grief, their future was uncertain. Montsho had never shown interest in becoming what most other wanted to become in Mubuluk - a wizard. So with his father dead and his family unable to give him anything, he found the best course of action to leave the village.

Still a teenager, he walked away from his family. He had spoken about doing so with his mother – something which had led to punishments morethan once. Not only had his father had plans for him taking over the business, he also had also known of what happened to those who left Mubuluk. The purple wizards kept a close record of the population, even more so on those who lived close to a bigger city. Despite his father’s warnings, Montsho left the village and ventured straight into the desert of Bawulu, hoping that the dunes and endless spans of nothing but gain would keep him hidden from the wizards.

It soon became obvious to him that the desert was no place for him to walk alone. He had but his sword to fend off whatever looked upon him as food, and his own food was scarce and water even more so. He was lucky, though, as he stumbled across a cave, cut-out and relatively well hidden in a cliff wall. Upon entering, he found it to be only a smaller chamber, with only two things of interest. The first one was the faint dripping sound of water. It turned out to be a fresh water source, running down one of the walls. The other thing of interest was what stood in the middle of the chamber – a sarcophagus. It was old and the winds blowing into the cave had shaped it during the time it had been there. Montsho didn’t need to find the old, burnt-out campfire in one of the corners to come to the conclusion of the site being a very good haven.

The sarcophagus proved not easily opened. Montsho’s brute force was not sufficient. It was not until after two days in the old burial chamber that he was able to slide the lid aside, thanks to a log he had found outside. Panting from the strain, he looked into the sarcophagus and found that it not only held the perfectly preserved skeleton of a man, but also a heap of books.

Finding Faith

The books were not as aged as the skeleton, and they hadn’t belonged to whoever the skeleton was. They showed signs of being newly written, and two of them were not even completed. They detailed the views upon a God which Montsho had never heard spoken - Gesanis, the God of Death. The author was unknown, but all the books were written with the same, flowing handwriting. Plunging deeper and deeper into the faith of the God of Death, and following the ramblings of the author, Montsho became more and more engulfed in the religion. It all made sense to him - what good would worship to Zurkan, the deity of his family and village, do him? Through prayer to this Gesanis he could gain more, much more.

Montsho spent the good part of a year in the cave, living off animals he hunted down. One day he woke up to the sound of a cough. Rubbing sleep from his eyes, he looked upon a robed man sitting against the wall in front of him, holding up one of the books.

The man was the books’ author, a man in his late forties. He kept apparently the books hidden in the cave, far from Ngozi where they couldn’t be found or connected to him, due worship of other gods than Zurkan weren't tolerated. The man, Brubwuk, was a religious fanatic, deeply lost in his religion to the God of Death. This didn't frighten Montsho, but rather intrique him. After having spent months of reading Brubwuk’s thoughts and views, he had dreamed about meeting the author. The two spoke throughout the night, and for the following days, resulting in Brubwuk converting Monthso into his degree of fanatism. Together, they conducted ceremonies dedicated to Gesanis, and in return, Montsho felt that power slowly found it's way into him.

After a few weeks, Brubwuk had to return to his life in Ngozi. The pair separated and Montsho was left alone again. This time the solitude was not enough for him. He grew restless, convinced that if he lingered in the cave, killing nothing but smaller desert animals, Gesanis wouldn’t be pleased. He needed to travel elsewhere, become stronger, and slay creatures and beings that mattered.

Montsho followed through with his plans, fighting lions and waterbuffaloes, sacrificing both his own peril and the deaths of his victims to the God of Death. He returned to the old tomb twice, where he met Brubwuk both times. They engaged in rituals for Gesanis for a few weeks beore departing, but this time Montsho had other plans. As he had become stronger and progressed deeper into faith, he had more to prove to his God. He had also grown to despise Brubwuk, since he knew the importance of pleasing Gesanis, but spent only a few weeks each year doing so. Montsho knew that he was better than that, better suited to serve Gesanis, and he had no interest in wasting more time in the company of a man with weaker faith.

Arrival to the Old Land

Montsho travelled to the Old Land in 356 IV , looking for a perfect location to carry out his plans. He had abandoned his birthname and begun calling himself Montsho, which means Black in his language. He had the goal of becoming a powerful vessel of his faith and to live eternally through Gesanis' blessing, and in order to prevail he had to find ways of pleasing his God, such as through gathering more worshippers. The lack of a dominating religion made him believe the region and it's people being easy converts.

With reality catching up to him, Monthso soon realised that he needed allies to further his goals. After meeting Kegal, he was introduced to the group soon to become the Eagle's Ruin. The group had been formed with the aim to remove the Brunites from the land, and destroy their foothold. Montsho agreed to join the group, thinking it wise to gain more allies in a land so crawling with men and women opposing his faith and views. His only condition to aid them was that they'd in return help him bring down the shrine of Giardain near the ruins of Teardrop.

The group slowly but surely gained more power and influence, and on the 23rd of Gesanar 361 IV Monthso finally got to lead an attack upon the Giardainite shrine. The local priest Ferguson was slain in the attack, but to his dismay the Monument of the Sun Lord couldn't be harmed. Few but those partaking in the attack know the reason to it, due it's destruction was one of the objectives. However, it was rumoured that Monthso was permanently scarred from trying to sunder it.

The Fall

Eagle's Ruin was finally dealt its killing blow through the betrayal of Cadman, commander of the Hill Folk host. He captured two of Montsho's closes allies, Josephine Babineux and Kegal, handing them over to Sanctia to face trial. Montsho was enraged by this, wowing to slay Cadman for being a traitor that brought an end to what they had accomplished. However, it proved hard to accomplish, due Cadman had guards with him all times of the day. Alone again, Montsho retreated into hiding.

With the escape of Kegal, the Eagle's Ruin group gathered again for what would be the last time in 363 IV. With their leader, Josephine Babineux facing a hanging, they decided to free her. Succeeding to escape into the sewer system, they fled with two dozen knights on their trail, as well as Randvar Leikrson and his allies. Finally caught up by Randvar, their nemesis, Montsho took a final stand on an ancient bridge in the dark cave system beneath the Old Land. Realising that it probably was his final moment in life, the dark priest fought an overwhelming force, madly laughing all the way to his last breath.

His corpse was taken to a secret location at burned.

A figure named Malotho appeared in Bardum in 364 IV, bringing with him the faith of the God-Lich. Rumoures immediatly began circulating that Malotho was infact Montsho - facts that were dismissed by most, due the sinister priest had been slain and burned.

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