New abilities to The Senescal: Mind and Soul Manipulation

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This is the thirteenth page in the Monument of Remembrance.

From the moment I donned a dragon’s skin, I was controlled by a single, driving, urge—
To serve the Seneschal.
This one thought consumed me, its pull inexorable. It was a hunger.
An instinctual need.
I burned for one who would defeat me.
Who would succeed where I had fallen.
I craved a new Arisen.

It is man’s will that animates him.
Can a being devoid of will truly be said to live? Am I alive, as I am now?
The will that drives this cursed form to seek the Arisen is not my own.
My will, my love, and all I am is crushed beneath its weight. Its force does not allow me even the luxury of regret.
I am near drunk with it, though I war against it still with every shred of what I was, In my final act as a thinking being, I chose him for my destroyer.

This is the twelfth page in the Monument of Remembrance.

This was after Grette's defeat to The Seneschal

Her pawn returned, alone and scarce alive.
Gone was the bold and faithful myrmidon who had served as Grette’s steel. Her empty eyes stared through me now. And what of the wyrm? Had our mistress felled the beast and stayed calamity? The pawn held no answers, her mind and soul as broken as her body. Yet no more of the earth was swallowed up. No more was the sky stained black. It seemed the world had been ransomed. Or left, at least, to fester in the custody of humankind.

 

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