Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1592115-20150626180333/@comment-1592115-20150715203208

"I am, but I'm no longer myself."

"The hunt for the Old Blood has started ever since the last era. I was called the First Hunter as I'm the one who started out the workshop. Speaking of the hunt, it's all thanks to the Moon. In many stories, Moonlight has magical power, this is true. Hercine, the Hunt can alter the moon to a Blood Moon, and was believed to be the source of Beast Plagues. It was true in the past, but not now."

"The tainted blood almost took over me when I was attacked by a creature, who was driven by the desire for more blood. I begged my dear apprentice, Laurence to put me out of misery, he wasn't there, he's now a beast. My sanity... is fading..."

"I was left hopeless, until someone saved my life, he's a greater being, a Great One born in Tamriel, a person who conquered the Soul Cairn in the form of a lich and oversaw the cycle of death. I think I forgot his name, but he indeed gave me a new life. And so I shared my body with the Presence as a conjoined entity inside my frailed old body, living as an undying lifeform. In return, I preach his words as his emissary, and we free the world from the terrible cosmic truth... by offering them death and new lives."

"The name of Namrheg Retnuh Tsrifeht was therefore made. The only thing I know, is the inevitable truth which the Last Dragonborn, the Moon Presence, and the God of Worms... are one."

"But now... whenever I stand over you, it is the Great One who took control over me, my sanity will soon be consumed by the being who lives next to my soul... I'm no longer myself... Good Hunter... I..."

He starts crying.