Aedenoa: The Amulet of the Immortal Ichor

A Shadow of Man and Beast

Sometime I had awakened in the early morning hearing a whispered voice, "Blood, blood has been spilt upon the unweary." My muscles were aching, and my head felt as if I had been drinking alcohol for days. Opening my eyes I felt and saw the sun's early morning rays upon my face. I continued to hear voices speak within my head saying, "blood, blood has been spilt upon the unweary." Or at least I thought it was from inside my head.

I began to notice a weird taste within my mouth of skin, flesh, and hair as I spat out leftover residue. I didn't quite understand what had happened last night and suddenly I began to see I was completely nude.

I slowly stood up feeling hung-over from the previous night and being dazed and confused I saw a human shadow appear within the forest. The human shadow saw me and began to stare at me. Out of reaction I stood behind the nearest tree due to my indecency.

"Who are you?" I shouted to the shadowy figure.

The figure didn't say a word and it began to slowly turn away as I had the feeling it wanted me to follow it.

At an uneasy pace I followed the shadowy figure deep into the forest of the Howling Isles. Soon enough I began to see clear orbs that appeared to be other figures. There were some figures within the forest that had a white or even silver aura. The shadowy figure I was following I began to see a clear aura around it. It had then become clear that these orbs and auras were the ghosts and spirits of the dead.

"Blood of the unweary has been spilt" many of them cried out. The ghost I was following was a soldier dressed in a vintaged style Epryae coat of arms. I followed it inside Ravenhold and just outside of the prison I found recently fresh corpses on the ground. They were clawed, shredded, and ripped apart from what appeared to be by some kind of animal. 

There was a trail of blood starting from the entrance of Ravenhold and I continued to follow the ghost up the stone stairs. While going up the stairs I found Skern's body completely mutilated just like the other bodies outside and soon my nose began to pick up the stench of fresh corpses. Going up the stairs there was blood splatters, and blood trails everywhere within the hallways.

The ghost lead me to my prison quarters then had disappeared for I knew the ghost wanted to show me something. Inside my prison quarters I found my prison rags on the ground torn, and my eye patch as I knelt down to pick up my eye patch and had equipped it over my right eye. Afterward I began trying to understand what had happened last night.

"The Werewolf of the Howling Isles..." suddenly said someone.

I turned around seeing another entity appear before me.

"Who are you?" I had asked.

"In life I was but a scholar and imprisoned here to Ravenhold."

The ghost's presence was of a blue aura and I had begun to sense that this ghost had a calming presence.

"Why were you imprisoned into Ravenhold?"

"During the times of the old king Andryr I was the head archaeological professor at the University of Aesevica which is the oldest university of Aedenoa and I was a longtime friend to the old king."

Suddenly, I remembered the old weary king from my vision that Emylyna planted inside my head.

"Wait, the old king? King Andryr whose's sons are Prince Asterisk of the Halcyon Realm and the current king of Aedenoa, King Rearenth?"

The ghost paused and seemed surprised.

"Yes, that's the king whom I was friends with. I had no idea King Andryr's youngest son Rearenth had become king. Tell me young man, why isn't Prince Asterisk king of Aedenoa?"