The Book of Lore - The Shadow Temples

[Chapter1] First Scroll of Lore [1268 - History]
[Chapter2] Second Scroll of Lore [1262 - The Binding]
[Chapter3] Third Scroll of Lore [1258 - The Ruins]
[Chapter4] Fourth Scroll of Lore [1260 - Traversing the Planes]
[Chapter5] Fifth Scroll of Lore [1261 - The Monks]
[Chapter6] Sixth Scroll of Lore [1259 - The Creatures]
[Chapter7] Seventh Scroll of Lore [1264 - The Dark Archway]
[Chapter8] Eighth Scroll of Lore [1265 - The Sacred Nexus Temple]
[Chapter9] Ninth Scroll of Lore [1263 The City of Shade]
[Chapter10] Tenth Scroll of Lore [1266 - The Apprentice, Lord Shadow]
[Chapter11] Eleventh Scroll of Lore [1267 - The Netheril Magicks]
[Chapter12] Twelfth Scroll of Lore [1269 - Greater Youth Magic]

[Chapter1] First Scroll of Lore [1268 - History]

History - 1268

Little is known about the Shadow Temples aside from what I've documented in the past twelve years. There is more to the temples than simply reaching the shadow realm. The Nexus Temple is full of mystique and mysteries and serves as not only the gateway to the shadow realm but the gateway to all planes of existence.

When the Archway was first created it was a portal to the Nexus which is the center of all planes of existence. The Netherese would use this portal to explore and reach scapes that many thought to be non existent. During the time of Karsus and the destruction of the weave the flying city called Shade was moved to the Shadow Realm to protect its citizens from Karsus's spell. This of course moved the only known portal to the Nexus into the shadow realm as well.

The portal was guarded by the Warriors of Shar for many years, up until Mask made the Nexus his home and used his magic to remake the Nexus into a Temple giving it the appearance it now has. Furthermore, Mask stole the Archway portal and turned it into what is now known as the Shadow Temples. These shadow temples would be the only access to the Nexus Temple for the world of Faeurn, and in turn would be the only way to reach the City of Shade or any other plane of existence although the Shadow Realm is what is most commonly visited.

Mask hid the temples within a Dark Cloud that hovers above the realms. It's location is not so easily found and it is possible that the clouds move freely in the sky. A tome granted me some hint as to where to look:

"The cloud part, the sky breathes, the streams flow freely over these....nestled tightly a child weeps."

[Chapter2] Second Scroll of Lore [1262 - The Binding]

The Binding - 1262

The Binding ritual is known only to the Shade Knights and the Nexus Monk, the highest Priest of Mask. To perform the ritual one must possess all the virtues of Mask, shade magic, and a nexus stone. The process is as follows:

To begin you must wear an item and bear the stone. State the words of unbinding and stand with a statue as a statue. A knights sacrifice must then be made, although a spirit or elemental aura make be substituted during this part. The remnance of the primary virtue, followed by a display of it, althought not exceeded, followed by the remnance of the old "magics". Lastly ask to be sent to "the ruins".

This process is long and drawn out and only those who have the health to sustain the stress should attempt the ritual. Also, any imbalance or change in surroundings can throw up the precision of the ritual. I once saw a beetle fly into the binding archway during a ritual and two Shade Knights were disintegrated.

[Chapter3] Third Scroll of Lore [1258 - The Ruins]

The Ruins in the Sky - 1258

12th day of Tarsakh, 1258

I have dedicated a great majority of my time and life to mapping the realms of Waterdeep, and just when I felt I had completely finished I have stumbled across a new uncharted piece of land. It is a strange place and appears to be the ruins of an ancient temple. What makes this an even stranger find is that it is a piece of land floating in mid air, as if a mountain top had be cut and turned upside down. I still have yet to figure out how it remains floating in the air but what I do know is that it is a surrounded by a cloud that hides it from view which makes it extremely difficult to find, I think I was lucky to have even stumbled across it.

0th day of Flamerule, 1258

I have spent the past two months completely baffled by these ruins. There is a small child who after much coaxing has come to tell me that he is a child of shade, kidnapped, seperated from his twin brother and placed in the ruins as a protector? It struck me as very odd, but oh well. He also told me that there is a ghost on the loose, he refered to it as the ghost of Temperance but chasing it seems to be hopeless, he also said something about a ghost of Fortitude that haunts the Mask's Great Temple and the monks that reside within to the south. I was confused by his words since there are only ruins to the south, maybe there is more than what meets the eye.

10th day of Nightal, 1258

For five months I've studied and read lore about the City of Shade and the Shadow realm now. These ruins seem to be directly linked to the shadow realm some how and the pillars are the key to getting there. I'm not sure what awaits me beyond these ruins, but my curiousity has always gotten the better of me. I noticed one of the pillars was loose, perhaps on purpose since after greater inspection all the pillars were loose. This is the first step in my new quest to find the lost City of Shade and the Shadow Realm.

[Chapter4] Fourth Scroll of Lore [1260 - Traversing the Planes]

Traversing the Temples - 1260

Traversing is the key to reaching the Nexus Temple, but it is no simple task and is definitely not for the weak of mind. When traversing, opening your eyes is the last thing you want to do. When in doubt, resting your eyes always pays off.

0th day of Hammer, 1260

I've finally learned the uses of the pillars, and how they are alive and respond to shifts left and right. In correct sequence you can traverse. I find myself within what seems to be a parrallel existence of the temple ruins. Everything has come to life and the ruins are no longer ruins but have been replaced or restored to their original or restored states. The carvings on the wall were a great help in figuring out the secrets to the pillars. I stole a book from the head Monk here titled "The Four Pillars", unfortunately I was attacked by a Veserab who after spitting acid at me burned the book. What I did manage to read was that there are actually three planes of existence all that make up the Shadow Temple or Temples. The entire area is a giant portal to the Nexus Temple, which is where you can assumingly just walk into the Shadow Realm. The difficulties lie in the fact that each plane requires you to traverse to the next plane through the uses of Shade magic. The pillars are essential because they are made out of pure shade essences of Shade magic and thus have to be used in the traversal of the planes.

27 day of Uktar, 1260

I've spent the last few months in an utter bind trying to figure out the magic of the four pillars within what I've now named the Material Plane. These pillars unlike the ones in Ruins Plane respond everytime you walk into the room. It's not something noticeable, but something definitely happens each time you step into the room. I've found myself completely dumbfounded by what to do next and my plan is to infilrate the Monk society to perhaps get a better grasp on what is needed to be done.

[Chapter5] Fifth Scroll of Lore [1261 - The Monks]

The Monks - 1261

5th day of Hammer, 1261

After a month of carefully watching the monks of the Material Plane I've learned that the monks rest their minds to return to the ruins. Simply put, if you sleep you may find your path back to the ruins in your dreams. These monks also recruit apprentices from all over the realms, but more specifically they kidnap children from the City of Waterdeep, Daggerford, and Port Llast. They carefully bring them back to the temple through the traversal of the Ruins Plane and into the temple. Each child is then traversed by force into the next plane. Although I'm not sure how it is accomplished, some of these children return within minutes as adults and at that point each that returns stands before the Head Monk and he then decides who is worthy and who is not worthy of starting their training. I've decided to lay down my arms and approach the Head Monk in an attempt to start training as a monk.

2nd day of Ches, 1261

After two months of presenting myself to the Head Monk he has finally accepted me as an apprentice. After listening to him speak I've learned it might be harder than I thought to become a monk. I must kneel before him while having in my possession three bracers, and a piece of wisdom. Then and only then can I enter and leave the temple freely and be called a Monk. Also, I noted that the head monk has two staffs, not just one. One he leaves lying around precariously while the other he never lets out of his sight. It's an item I have set my sights on and I will attain before leaving this temple.

1st day of Nightal, 1261

The year has come to an end and I'm barely accomplishing my Monk training. I was disappointed that after so much hard work, so little was granted to me. Like a pawn I was instructed to stand outside the temple doors and guard the Temple with my life, of course that is not a life for an elder such as myself, so I devoted my time to studying the ancient language of the Netherese which has been adopted by the Nexus Monk.

[Chapter6] Sixth Scroll of Lore [1259 - The Creatures]

The Creatures - 1259
6th day of Hammer, 1259

I've decided to document all the creatures I've come to see here. So far there is one unique breed that I've noticed. Small cat-like creatures refered to as Puemars by the temple monks are very protective of their young. Also, they have Crimson Ruby gems embedded in their foreheads. The gems on the hatch lings and on the mothers are undeveloped and of no use, but those on the Puemar Father can be used for different purposes if extracted properly. The gnomes of longsaddle would definitely be interested in their uses, and the weeping child mentioned something about restoration stones.

11th day of Marpenoth, 1259

Within in the strange temple of Mask, it seems there is much talk of a creature referred to as a Veserab. A long worm like flying creature with wings. Although most of the monks are fearless of these creatures, there are rumors that a large Mythical Veserab existed in the plane and that it was three times the size of a regular Veserab. Every monk would cower at just the talk of it, but they also said that killing a legendary Veserab would bring a warrior great fortune as their bellies are lined with rarestone gases that compress upon death to form gems.

[Chapter7] Seventh Scroll of Lore [1264 - The Dark Archway]

The Archway - 1264

The Archway is heavily guarded but not as inpassible as its defenses suggest. Luckily I was more than well informed before attempting to pass the guards. There are five questions one must answer in order to be allowed entry into the Archway and I'm certain any historian who has heard of read of the lore of the Nethereese can easily make it past the guards.

[Chapter8] Eighth Scroll of Lore [1265 - The Sacred Nexus Temple]

The Sacred Nexus Temple - 1265

The Nexus Temple is actually the entrace to the City of Shade, Netheril itself. It is also a way of reaching any part of the realm and any plane of existence. Travellers must be wary though it seems almost impossible to control the path you wish to take when you step into the portals of the planes.

There are many spirits that roam the Nexus Temple as well, and I believe I've even been lucky to see Mask himself in his grand chambers although it could have easily just been a shadow.

[Chapter9] Ninth Scroll of Lore [1263 The City of Shade]

The City of Shade - 1263

The city of Shade, Netheril is a great and fascinating place. I have drawn out
a map of where I've been, but to fully document this city would take many many
years.

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[Chapter10] Tenth Scroll of Lore [1266 - The Apprentice, Lord Shadow]

Lord Shadow - 1266

Lord Shadow, also known as High Prince Telamont was Karsus' apprentice. Prior to Karsus' folly, Telamont casted a spell that placed the floating city Shade of the Netheril in the shadow realm, protecting it from the undoing of the magic of Shade and the people known as the Shadovar. The Telamont Family line is construed of nothing but the most adept and knowledgable Archwizards, Lord Shadow being one of the most Powerful beings in existence. weave. High Prince tealmont and the 12 Princes of Shade now rule over the city.

[Chapter11] Eleventh Scroll of Lore [1267 - The Netheril Magicks]

Karsus's Magic - 1267

Karsus was the most powerful wizard who ever walked on Faerun. He is the only wizard to have cast a 12th level spell (although only done once which brought about his demise). In an attempt to become Mystryl (now known as Mystra) Karsus destroyed the weave and brought about the demise of the once magnificent magrocracy that was Netheril.

[Chapter12] Twelfth Scroll of Lore [1269 - Greater Youth Magic]

Notes on the Greater Spell - 1269

Since Karsus' folly, all 11th level or greater spells were banned from the realms. Now, the Shadovar focus their studies on the mastery of 10th level arcane magic. One such spell is that of eternal youth and life. To be able to regain control of your youth and all your physical capabilities with the knowledge you possess now is a feat of extrodinary proportions. Such a spell require an Archwizard who fully understands the magics of the shadow plane as well as time and space. It would be unwise for anyone who is not an arcanist to attempt, thus no one other than a wizard would have any luck completing this spell.

Log: 24122013 - DAQ, Ror and Aneh

OOC commentary: Three session roleplay between Aneh, Ror and DAQ. How DAQ awoke and joined the ranks of Tripower.

Lina

There's no art of Lina Inverse.

Description

The girl that stands before you is remarkably short for a Titan. Her fiery red hair is hardly held out of her face by a black headband inset by a blood red jewel which matches her eyes. The same smooth blood red jewels are set into a necklace and two matching platinum bracelets. They also are matched by two larger orbs of the same color that are set into her black shoulderguards with gold filligree. All the rest of her armor is cloth but of the same black and gold. Everything, that is, except for her gloves and boots which are comfortable white leather. Trinkets adorn her belt accentuating the idea that all of her armor is meant to amplify her magic.

A runed shortsword is hung at her waist but this is more for show as her magical powers are almost tangible. A cloak that's completely pitch black and seems to absorb the light around it is lined with blood red runes and an inscription of an extremely powerful spell. The inscription reads in common: Darkness beyond twilight, Crimson beyond blood that flows, Buried in the stream of time is where your power grows, I pledge myself to conquer all the foes who stand, Before the gift bestowed in my unworthy hand. Let the fools who stand before me be destroyed by the power you and I possess...

Roleplay Notes

January 2014
December 2013

Bandit Slayer (Chapter 2)

past hour and still I was insatiable. Perhaps it was just another side effect from the spell. My hair had turned snow white and my fingertips still burned where raw magic had coursed through them. I hid under my cloak to avoid notice and in the rain the only odd thing to be seen was  how much I was eating. Even conjuring mana biscuits wasn't enough, and it hurt me to do so as the spell left me weakened. It wasn't far till the borders of Amn I told myself. It wouldn't mean safety but at least I could stop and rest and eat and figure out what to do from there. But mostly eat.

The City of Coin was one I'd rather not have left. Haggling over deals  was so familiar to me. Mom and Dad had been good merchants but I'd learned so much from selling everything from trinkets of power to magical images of my sister bathing. Ok, so maybe I did have some of her punishments coming but give me a break, I have a whole world to explore and that doesn't come cheap!

"That's far enough little girl," The group of bandits were cleverly  hidden but showed themselves quickly enough. Who were they calling a little girl! I could turn them inside out and purple at the same time. It's not like I was all that under developed for my age, and even being a Titan, well I was young and would grow and who knows, I could get taller... One day. And what kind of asshole robs a little girl anyway!

"Well, you know what we want, drop the packs and cloaks and you won't  get hurt." The same idiot spoke again. This one was getting turned inside  out, purple or not depended on what color he was on the inside.

"Leave her alone!" A tall knight in blue armor wielding a very long  claymore walked toward the group of bandits undaunted. His long golden locks almost covered his face but I could make out blue eyes and a white smile. "You're not going to touch her!"

"And who's gonna stop us pretty boy? You?!?! Bahahahaaa" The rest of the bandits chimed in and he assumed the pose of a very experienced fighter.  Oh my god, I thought to myself with almost utter delight, I'M the damsel in distress, me! Who would have thought! This was too good, I'll have to see where this leads. No magic, don't want to let prince knight guy feel like he didn't rescue me! This is too cool!

They circled around him but he kept his calm, one jumped from behind but he caught the blow and redirected it back on his attacker. There was a quick scuffle and but within minutes the bandits were fleeing for their lives. There he was... My hero... The long sword hung over his shoulder smiling. As he walked toward me his smile faded.

"Oh, hey little girl, you know it's dangerous for you to be out here..." He stooped over a little to speak to me at my height. Ok so he was a lil weird.

"Oh well, sorry mister, thanks for saving me!" I squeaked trying to look cute.

"Is your mom or dad around here?"
He stood up and started looking up and down the road. "Here I think I'm saving a mega hot babe and it turns out she's some little kid with white hair..."

What... The... Hell!!!! As I heard it something snapped in me and was replace by a mushroom cloud going off. Here I am acting all cute and you treat me like some kid! I could have blown those guys sky high, and you let them get away. What a jerk! And now he's leaving. Leaving! No forget that, he's buying me dinner to make up for this. I ran after him.

Leaving Home (Chapter 1)

It was just another day. My sister had been scolding me for yet another thing I did wrong and I'd gone up to the lake outside the city. How was I supposed to know that the spell I was trying to cast was never meant for mortals to cast? After starting the trials of the Tower of Sorcery, I'd progressed faster than any of the others my age and had secretly stolen the forbidden black magic books out of their libraries. Mastering the spells was only half of my triumph. It was the curiosities written down by some of the most powerful sorcerors in the world that peeked my interest. I'd searched for ages to find the amulets that I could amplify the power in my soul to cast spells that were only theoretical.

I'd tried a dozen times before but hadn't known how to harness the energies. Today I had the bandana I'd fashioned out of the beard of a black dragon and the blood red jewel that the gnome had helped me create. I could feel the gem pulling my magic into it and amplifying it. The sensation was incredible. The old book had been written in netherese, the one I had before me was a translation to elder dragon and even then I couldn't read it all. The incantation, the runes, the gestures were all there though. They made sense in a strange way. It was like a secret code behind all magic which was contained in this spell. That's what made it so intriguing.

I planted my feet firmly in the pentagram I'd spent the last hour preparing. It flared up around me and I felt magical energy pushing my hair and cape back like wind. I closed my eyes and let the orbs pull my magical essence out of my body and amplify it. The runes were the easy part, I'd mastered them years ago. Now the incantation and to harness the power beyond the limits of normal spellcasting. I lifted my hands above my head and called to the other realm to give me the gift of power.

Slowly, I spoke words which hadn't been completed in hundreds of years:
Darkness beyond Blackest Pitch,
Deeper than the deepest night.
Lord as vast as the largest ocean
Colder than the coldest Ice.
King of Darkness who shines like gold upon the Sea of Chaos!
I call upon thee and swear myself to thee,
I stand ready to bear the strength you give me.
Let the fools who stand before me be destroyed,
By the power you and I possess!


The surge of magic nearly crushed her to the ground but I stood resolute and let my hands fall forward into the last rune and channeled the  spell through them and out toward the middle of the lake. My eyes shot open as the spell cast and flowed through me burning my fingertips and  knocking me down.  The black and red beam of energy cut off at that point and imploded above the middle of the lake.  The explosion caused the water  in the lake to flood its shores and the crackling was that of the super nova snapping trees in half.  The shield I had casted beforehand and the pentagram shielded me from the blast. The explosion was incredible, the skies darkened  overhead and as the area settled only a silence remained.

Death had overtaken the lake. I realized then the power I'd begun to unleash and knew that they'd come for me. Not to punish me, but to enslave me. My sisters punishments would pale in comparison if they knew what I could  do and staying here was impossible.  I grabbed my things and shoved them into the old magical bag I'd stolen from the Archmages locker. What now? Leaving home wasn't scary, I'd planned that for months. But even as I headed down the long road, I wondered what would change. Maybe it was just that, change would be good and I could carve my own path.

The Deceiver and the Spirit

"Get word to the rest of the Order, get them here NOW. And..." The knight with gleaming armor and fiery swords picked up a spear and threw it through the cracks in the closing doors and killed the share warrior trying to get in. "And close that damn door, we are NOT losing this Temple to these demons."

Slowly the whole temple was turned into an army barracks. They took up positions and the magic users began teleporting to the roof of the temple and hurling balls of fire down on the shadowy battlefield. After helping bring in some of the wounded and even spending a round on the roof that harmed enough of them to get them to back off the Temple for a moment, I looked around for Inigo. He was nursing his bears wounds, a large gash across the shoulder blades had been dressed and bandaged already but the large beast wasn't going to take it lying down. The bear sat up and gave a goofy tongue lolling grin as it saw me.

"Bell! There ya are, whatever happened in there!" He rushed to me and hugged me around the waist.

"You act like you haven't seen me in a week!" I exclaimed. "Well yeah, about a week since you disappeared in there. All hell has broken loose since you left, as you can see." He gestured around.

" I've only been there for a few hours... Ok maybe a whole day... How could.. Maybe time doesn't mean anything in the Nexus Temple. " I thought hard about everything and before long I saw one of the children that had been forced to spend their youth in this Temple pull my robes. "You're not supposed to be here! Go back to where you were! Through there!" The little child pointed behind the spirit of Karsus and although all I saw were the murals of Insanity etched into the walls, as I got closer, I felt that I could walk through it. I grabbed Inigo, and we came out at the nexus monk. We were inside the circle of stones and the Warriors, although completely surrounding the circle, didn't dare cross it.

We entered the temple again, with the decaying fragments of the Rose.  It wasn't long before the we coaxed the Librarian to let us proceed. He still complained that we were meddling but said he wasn't the one to stop us if we had to continue. I wondered how the battle went outside.  From what I knew of Shar and Mask, they were Mother and Son, and sworn enemies. What would cause such a clash in this place, I couldn't begin to understand yet. After providing a book, and a card, the librarian told us that the High Priest of Mask was the only one who could help us. The High Priest was a daunting figure, cloaked in shadow and temperamental. He asked us for our most valuable trinkets and in the end I gave up the Orb of Power that I had forged after years of study just to see what he had to offer.

It was then, that the shadowy figure appeared again.

The Sacred Nexus Temple

Shadows appeared throughout the Nexus Temple even though the whole place was bathed in light. A place like this made it hard to know what was real and what was Shadow. Training as a Temple Guardian with the monks of the material plane hadn't prepared me for anything like this. Aside from the Weeping Child there were two other people who lived in the Nexus Temple whether they were real or just shades couldn't be told but they kept an order to the Temple. The Nexus Librarian was an odd man, if a man at all. Seemingly he had the face of a child but the rest of him seemed that of someone who had seem many, many years with a long silvery white beard. I spent hours with him talking about history and lore but he'd mostly tell me that I was meddling with magic in which I shouldn't be meddling. He had a love of the lost objects of time and history. The ones no one cared about anymore. And I even got him to yield when he saw what I had brought him. There wasn't much to go on but that's when I saw it. Or did I? The Silhouette of a Shadow? What was that... How come I hadn't seen it before.

The rooms and spirits of the Temples hid him well but as I turned to last room, I saw the flicker of Shadow again. The Mask  that appeared before me melted into the surroundings and yielded into the surroundings but the figure remained. His strong build and tight clothing portrayed a very skilled and nimble man. It seemed he was more a shadow than a man at this point, if ever he had been a man. His fu-manchu was visible under the black satin hood and jet black hair. After we stared at each other for a moment he broke the silence.

"I didn't think anyone would come, it's been so long." It seemed as if he were happy about this but it was very hard to tell. "Come, I'll show you the way through the Shadows." With speed I had trouble keeping up with he ran through the Temple. His movements more shadow steps than actual jumps and running.

"Wait up!" I cried as I almost lost him around a corner. And it seems he intended this because as I rounded the corner the strong arms grabbed me and halted my progress and I cried out. A quick hand gently closed my eyelids and I felt the world arou

Rain poured door on the battlefield of Shar. The Radiant Hearts were engaged with the Knights of the Temple in a clash that was awesome to behold. The warriors of Shar whose numbers were endless charged at their hastily put together fortification. A Knight with blazing white fire surrounding his scimitars cut through their ranks, circling as a dervish would and felling the Shar Warriors. Meteors fell from the heavens at the command  of Red Robed Wizards and I even saw a bear twice as large as the halfling  strider beside it cleave one of the warriors in half. I couldn't watch  any longer, I was running out of time and I didn't want to lose a chance  for the shadows to help me.

The Shadow was waiting for me by the imprisoned spirit. The Rose he held in his hand was blackened and withered and he stared at it both in admiration and in longing. As I walked closer he walked up to me and handed me the Rose, it crumbled in my hand into ash and dust. He looked up at the spirit of Karsus and nodded.

"His folly undid it all. What a fool to have thought he could save his people from fate, it doesn't take courage for a man as powerful as he once was to battle fate, he knew better." The words seemed to anger the spirit but he was powerless to do anything. Lifeless from the spell his own hands had cast. "You're different you know, you seem to want to set things right. I've shown you this part of the puzzle. It will take more than just your heart to right this wrong though. I hope you have friends."

"The ones I have are here, and the ones to come, they'll want to help to." As I spoke I heard the Temple doors burst open and the shadow that was next to me vanished. Knights and Radiant Heart soldiers and Inigo rushed into the temple and as the rooms filled and the last to enter turned, I saw the endless battlefield. The Warriors of Shar chasing down stragglers. Six knights and 4 members of the Radiant Order pushed the doors closed as the Warriors charged the door.