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Giliian the Spectre, Wayward Child of the Muse

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Standing off in the shadows is a breathtaking female human. She dons herself in the finest black garbs she can find. She stands close to six feet in hieght and looks to wiegh around 130 pounds. Her hair is blonde and hangs past her shoulders. Her eyes glance about with an icy blue tint. Her skin is rather tan and blimish free. You notice her hands are also well taken care of with long finger nails extending from them She looks at you for not what you are but she can create from you.

Role

The begining

Added Mon Jan 17 23:41:41 2005 at level 41:
In the begin as Giliian was a young girl merely six or so she
stumbled upon a neighbor which lived a house away. Very odd acting
in his manner she took notice. He begin babbling things she he never heard
in her young life. Speaking of zombies and undead creatures. This was
all strange to Giliian, yet also intriguing. She introduced herself
for she was never shy. The man quickly turned with coal black eyes with
an evilish grin.
"Come my dear Giliian, I will show you wounderous things"

"Come where" she asked?

"I offer you something which no others can my dear, enternal life."

This instantly grabbed her attention as she took the mans hand walking
towards the woods behind there homes. They continue deep into the woods
untill they reach a small cave.

"This is it my dear, inside we go."

Fear instilled the darkest part of her heart,but amazed her mind.
They begin making there way deep into the cave untill there was no
light to be seen. Giliian could no longer see as the man took her hand
leading them deeper into the cave.

"Veegerd so you have come, and whats this" the dark figure grins ever so slightly.
"You bring a guest, how pleasant."

"Indeed, I assumed she would be perfect" Veegerd said as he chuckled.

"I cant see, who is speaking" Giliian said with a stern young voice.

"My dear child, you have no use for light when you have no eyes" says the cloak figure.

A bright ball of light burst forth from the dark figures boney hand.
Giliian begin to eye the figure noting ever feature. Dark ragged robe
drapped about his frame. His eyes where gone and skin was rotted and decaying.
He began to cackle as he nodded towards Veegerd who was pulling a small flask
from his pocket. Veegerd hands the flask to the dark figure and a small curve
bladed dagger. The dark figure grins and moves closer to Giliian

"Hold still child let me examine you a bit closer"

Giliian did not hesitate and moved toward the figure for a closer look herself.
The dark figure raised the blade of the dagger to Giliian's neck.
Suddenly stopping as Giliian did not flinch.

"You fool Veegerd, you could not see what lay within this child?"
"You have failed me misserably Veegerd!"

The dark figure raises his hand pointing to Veegerd and say "DIE!" as Veegerd
slumps to the ground lifless. The figures turns back toward Giliian
straighting her clothing.

"Do forgive his stupidty my child, for he did not realize who you are"

"What do you mean who I am" Giliian questioned with a puzzled look.

"My child you will soon realize wha...I mean who you are. It will all be clearer
in time. For you will find sometimes things are seen better without using your eye"

The dark figured left his hand pointing at Giliian uddering words of sleep.
Giliian slumped to the ground in a slumber. As the man suddenly fanished into thin air.

The Awakening

Added Tue Jan 18 16:51:05 2005 at level 41:
Giliian came to in her families home with her mother standing over her.
She raised to her feet and begin to ask how she had gotten there and where the
cloaked figure had gone to. Her family was puzzled for she had just showed up
asleep on the porch. As they begin to ask her questions to try and find out what
she was talking about a dark mist roled through the window of the living room
slowly forming into the cloaked figure from the cave.

"Your daughter had a large task ahead of her" the cloaked figure said with a low
scrowling voice.

"What are you talking about, and who the hell are you" Giliian's father exclaimed!

"I my good man am death and life, I am the enternal.....a Lich"

"A Lich, there are no such things only rumors"

Giliian raised from the floor of the home with anger in her eyes. An anger
which she had never known being a young child, but something felt....diffrent.

"Do not raise your voice again father, and never dispute his word AGAIN"
Giliian yelled to her father.

"Dont raise your voice to me young lady"

As her father started towards her the cloaked figure stepped between them.
Giliian took her smal hand and motioned for the figure to step aside.

"As you wish my dear" said the figure with a cackle.

"If he wishes to be foolish he shall be treated foolish"

Giliian begin to chant under her breath. She slowly floated up off the floor
of the home and a aura of darkness fell upon her. Her eyes blazed with fire
and darkness as she pointed to her father and yelled "DIE!" Her father fell to the
floor of the home lifless. The cloaked figure then grabbed Giliian wrapping his
cloak around her and they both vanished.

"My dear child, you are more powerful than I had antisapated"

"How did I.......but I........why do I not feel badly"

"Feeling are over rated my dead child. They merly cloud ones judgement"

"Why me, why have you chosen me?"

"My dear child I did nto choose you. It is your fate"
Giliian begin replay what had happened at her home in her head. She had
killed her father with out even thinking about it. This did not seem like Giliian
What had awoke these thoughts and intrigue of darkness in her mind. Was it the
death of Veegerd she had witnessed, or was there more to it. Her mind raced with
thoughts and some new found knowledge for this art of death.

"Come her my child and I will explain a few things to you"
Giliian went over to the cloaked figure sitting down beside him. She looked up
at him with attenitive eyes as he begin to explain some of the finer points of the
art of necromancing. The man continued on for hours as Giliian never moved, only
listened. He explained to her the art of embalming and handing out diseases aswell
as other things which have only been heard of. This was all very fasinating to
Giliian but she did not understand why.

The early years

Added Sun Jan 23 19:38:35 2005 at level 45:
Giliian spent her later child hood living with the cloaked figure.
Learning the ways of the Lich and the art of the dead. The hooded lich showed Giliian
things that could be done with the dead which was unheard of by many. Giliian seemed
very eagier to learn more. Always asking questions and taking notes. Her thirst
knowledge amazed the lich for he did not even have such a thirst.
It was during this time the lich explained to Giliian why she was special.

"My dear child, you have grown a great deal under my guidance and I am pleased"

"I am glad you are pleased."

"There is something I must tell you my child, I have chosen you for a power lay
within you. Something which others do not have."

"And what is that?"

"You are to be the Lich Master my child."

"Lich Master.....but how........why?"

Giliian's mind raised as thoughts aswell as visions passed through her head.
It was as if new found knowledge flooded her brain. She tried to make sense of
it all as it entered. The Lich went on to explain why and how he knew this.
He told Giliian of tomes which he had read long ago stating the Lich Masters return.
And all things within this tome pointed to Giliian being that Lich. He went on to
tell her that there was no more he could do to aide her in this. For this task
was something she must achieve.

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Title History

Date Level Hours Title
39 61 Giliian Bueshay the Scourge
47 121 Giliian Bueshay the Spectre, Aspiring Artist
47 144 Giliian Bueshay the Spectre, Wayward Child of the Muse

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