 |
Quite a long time ago, even as gnomes measure years,
the city we know as Ak'Anon was a very different place. (It had a different
name as well, but what that name was has been ruthlessly wiped from the
histories.) You see, the King of the Gnomes was a necromancer. |
| How and why that king fell is a tale that I'll leave
to a bard; I could do no justice to it. Suffice it to say that the Eldritch
Collective placed Horatio Ak'Anon on the throne, and then began their
"cleansing" of the remaining followers of Bertoxxulous. |
 |
 |
The weak died, as is their wont. The strong found that
the long-abandoned Mines of Malfunction proved to be deep enough for safety
and easily defended. With an invocation of the fallen king's soul and a sacrifice
to the Plaguebringer, a new coalition was formed – a Dark Reflection of the
power that once ruled the city. |
| Take a walk through Ak'Anon. Look carefully and you'll see
traces, here and there, of the way things were. The circle of necromancy and
summoning room in the basement of the palace. The torture chamber. The former guild
hall of the necromancers, intact despite the attempts of the Eldritch Collective to
destroy it and now hidden by illusion. This is the true history that goes unspoken. |
 |
 |
History has a way of repeating itself. |
| When the time is right, the Dark Reflection will display
the power that they have gathered over the years. Those who fell in the name of
Bertoxxulous shall rise again, stronger in death than in life. Those who died by
the Dark Reflection's blades shall rise again to join us, wiser in death than in
life. |
 |
 |
The Eldritch Collective will be broken... and the reign of
Ak'Anon will end. |
A new king will rule. A necromancer. And the name Ak'Anon
will be known no more.
My friends will be welcome in Undercrypt. |
 |
