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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Frozen Messiah" data-source="post: 5081819" data-attributes="member: 84832">Duretep, The Lost ProphetName/s: Duretep, The Lost Prophet, Twisted Messiah, Mad SeerSymbol: A burning book[sblock=Symbol]<img src="http://www.lib.fit.edu/pubs/librarydisplays/bannedbooks/burning_book.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />[/sblock]Home Plane: Skelsdebraast: This used to be a place of great serenity and peace where the former lord of knowledge used to walk and contemplate many things. When Duretep changed the land also changed, everything becamse warped and illogical. Trees have eyes that watch you, the clouds in the sky shift and change constantly, rocks fall upwards and other manner of the natural order being ignored. Duretep sits on his throne which is at the top of massive plateau that has stairs that while walking forward you can never move up but walking backwards up them will cause you to move up. His throne is carved out of a massive tree that at first glance is covered with black leaves but on closer examination they are actually ravens. His throne is in the center of the ruins of his greatest library, where his change actually occured.Portfolio: Prophets, Insanity, DreamsWorshipers: Wandering prophets that speak mad words of the end of the world and insane revelations of that no sane mind can comprehend are the followers of The Lost Prophet. Some diviners still pray to him seeking knowledge that may be lost to some sane dieties. Many Aberrations revere this diety, especially the Illithids who have great respect for his world spaning plansCleric Alignments: CN, CE, N, LN (they rever the planning aspect of Duretep)Favored Weapon: Kukri (Duretep dual weilds 2 intellegent kukris, Zhubkim the Whisperer and Tundntbur the Watcher)[sblock=Duretep, The Lost Prophet]<img src="http://images.elfwood.com/art/k/e/keithth/capricorn.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />[/sblock] Duretep is the God of mad seers, false prophets, and any who find understanding within the confines of insanty. His messengers in the waking world are ravens that all have a mental connection to him, so the Lost Prophet senses through them. Duretep used to be a god of knowledge until he found out something that shattered his mind and caused his body to morph into something hideous. The gods of his former pantheon banished him to a demiplane of blackness where he stayed locked away, but the dieties underestimated him and thought his insanity to be a detremental to The Twisted Messiah. He himself is insane although this allowed The Lost Prophet to make plans that are so far reaching and rely on factors that no sane person could come up with, or diety. He waited in his prison for aeons with the patience of an immortal until a creature remebered his name in a dream, this allowed him to break into it's dream and takeover it's dreaming form. He then travelled among the dreams of the sleeping, seeding their unconcious minds with mind shattering thoughts. It is said that whenever someone has a bad dream Duretep passed through their dreamscape. Duretep wandered from dream to dream in search of a place where he can once again gain back a corporeal form, and then he broke through the barrier of theplane of dreams and stumbled into the Grey Mists... Clergy: The Clerics of The Mad Seer usually congregate around prophets and seers hoping to gain any knowledge through their words, wether actual words or just crazed ramblings. They usually wear large homespun robes that conceal they're forms. The robes allow for them to move unnoticed, hide equipment, and it allows them to hide they're forms which have been altered in many ways in attempts to emulate their hideous god. Missions: The quests that Duretep looks upon kindly (if he still has that emotion, or emotions at all) are those that have to do with either helping, seeing, or recording the words of a prophet of some sort or seeking retribution of a church or group who labels those who are sacred to the Twisted Messiah as heretics. Churches: Duretep has few churches, perfering his worshippers to be on a constant pilgrimage to spread his words. Those he does have are usually not far from well travelled roads, if one knows where to look. They are usually abandoned (be it through the original occupants choice or not) church of another faith that has been transformed into a Church of The Mad Seer. Within these churches The Lost Prophet's followers gibber madly in unison instead of sing and take hallucinigens to blur the line of reality. Within these temples there is writing on every surface, this writing is in every language imanginable and all speak prophetically of great events that have happened or have yet to pass, and the lighting is placed to purposfully throw shadows in strange shapes. [sblock=The followers of The Lost Prophet]<a href="http://www.elfwood.com/~keithth/The_Warden.2903428.html" target="_blank"></a><a href="http://www.elfwood.com/~keithth/The_Warden.2903428.html" target="_blank"></a><a href="http://www.elfwood.com/~keithth/The_Warden.2903428.html" target="_blank"><img src="http://images.elfwood.com/art/k/e/keithth/prophet.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /></a>[/sblock] Avatar: Altough Duretep has not stepped foot upon the earth in eons for a small period of time (for gods) he did walk upon the earth. His body was that of a well muscled man that wore simple pants. His head was that of a goats that had eyes that were blood-shot and were constatantly scan the area, but he walked straight as an arrow even though his eyes did not focus on the direction he moved. On his back were two massive black feathered wings and his hands and all over his body was writing that would shift and change. In his hands he held two intelligent kukris, Zhubkim the Whisperer and Tundntbur the Watcher. Zhubkim was made of a bright silver but the sun never glinted off of it. Whenever the wind would blow over it an infernal whispering could be heard that would drive creatures mad and once brought into combat a fog would surround it that would creep up to the elbow of Duretep making it dificult to know where it was going to hit. Tundntbur glowed a dark black and seem to flow and waver as if it was liquid. It was this weapon that Duretep would let go of to fight for it's self and as it cut through people it would scream when it delivered a mighty blow.</blockquote>

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