Anti-Mage
"I bring an end to magic."
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Anti-Mage Set
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The monks of Turstarkuri watched the rugged valleys below their
mountain monastery as wave after wave of invaders swept through the
lower kingdoms. Ascetic and pragmatic, in their remote monastic eyrie
they remained aloof from mundane strife, wrapped in meditation that knew
no gods or elements of magic. Then came the Legion of the Dead God,
crusaders with a sinister mandate to replace all local worship with
their Unliving Lord's poisonous nihilosophy. From a landscape that had
known nothing but blood and battle for a thousand years, they tore the
souls and bones of countless fallen legions and pitched them against
Turstarkuri. The monastery stood scarcely a fortnight against the
assault, and the few monks who bothered to surface from their
meditations believed the invaders were but demonic visions sent to
distract them from meditation. They died where they sat on their silken
cushions. Only one youth survived--a pilgrim who had come as an acolyte,
seeking wisdom, but had yet to be admitted to the monastery. He watched
in horror as the monks to whom he had served tea and nettles were first
slaughtered, then raised to join the ranks of the Dead God's
priesthood. With nothing but a few of Turstarkuri's prized dogmatic
scrolls, he crept away to the comparative safety of other lands,
swearing to obliterate not only the Dead God's magic users--but to put
an end to magic altogether.
