Last month, the Keeper of the Pool, Meleris, approached a citizen,
telling him to seek out the Holy Lady. I was first there. She spoke to
me on several things, and warned me of many things. We were instructed
to slay a Demon Lord... She even gave us a target. We knew nothing of
him, Except what he once was. However, Japhiel, another Supernal, the
Merciful Justice, told myself and another, and others later, the story
of the Peacemaker. He was touched directly by Kethuru, and Tainted
beyond imagination. He became the glutton Magnagoran knows as Gorgulu,
Devourer of Souls. We were told to feed him until he became torpid, so
he could be easily slain. Knowing spies were within Celest, we kept the
matter private. One by one, people we knew were loyal to the Light were
let into the circle. Then, the dreaded news came to us. Gorgulu demanded
the flesh of Fae, and gorged upon them. Horror struck us, as we realized
what this seemingly meant. We hoped there was another way, something
else he could eat. But then Shakiniel was slain, and we were forced into
action. The entirety of Celest rallied, wanting a Demon Lord slain. I
knew what must be done. I called together the people we could trust, and
briefed them all. None of us delited in each Fae slain. One of us cried
for every one. You cannot imagine how impure I feel this day. Worse was,
when Japhiel spoke to us, the Keeper as well. Gorgulu eats the flesh of
Fae for they are immortal, they make him strong... Mortal flesh weakens
him. We didn't know! We never knew this. All we knew was he ate Fae, and
we had to feed him till he became torpid... Gods I never knew. Truly, it
was unknown to us. I know you love your Fae, Seren. And I know what you
must do. I will not hate you for it, Avechna will not hear pleas of help
from me. I lead that party, I pointed out those to be slain. I slew
several, myself. I ask not for your forgiveness. I only ask that these
actions, which were mine, remain mine. Those who followed me upholding
the one thing Elohora spoke most frequently of. Faith. Had the tables
turned, I would not expect Celest to forgive you.

Magnagora. Gorgulu will be slain. His tainted flesh will be given to
Elohora. I have promised Japhiel and the Holy Lady this, two fold now
and a hundred fold more am I bound to Their will. I will seek atonement
for my sins, and his flesh will be brought down. I will stand among the
many you will see on Nil, before the tainted Demon Lord falls. Mark my
words, Magnagora. I promise you, my hands my be tainted with Fae blood,
but the vile tainted beast of Gorgulu shall stain my hands as well. The
Merciful Justice has told me of how to atone my sins, and I shall. Gods
forgive us for what we have done. Gorgulu will be cleansed, and the
Peacemaker shall be made anew. And I will see those whom stood beside
me, who slew those Fae in the name of the Light, will be clean.


The Light will Prevail, even as the Darkness comes. The Supernals will
once again stand strong, and I will die to see Shallamar cleansed of the
vile taint. Cleansed, or purged. My life has no purpouse now but this.

Erion

Penned by my hand on the 11th of Kiani, in the year 102 CE.