“You asked about the Siurcut’n Keyaba. Then let me tell you the portion they cannot.”
“The Warleochs came to me after the great war was over,” said Azrael, "My brother Berototh and I were fighting daily about how to split Lord Falos’ domains. Which Sovereign would receive which land, and which Tribes would live where. I had been so intent on creating an army for the Falosini, that we had countless planets full of Children of the Falosini. They were building armor and weapons for a war that was already over, and living martial lives every day.
Berototh fully believed that our next goal would be using these Children of the Falosini to prevent the Quall Hordes from spreading further.
I knew even with the added numbers of the Children of the Falosini, it was a losing war that would take an eternity.
We needed the living Sylvan and their assistance if we were going to find a peaceful solution, or so I thought at the time."
Azrael seemed weary.
"Many of the K’iorn wartribes who were veterans of the war were not acclimating to the peace well. The wartribes of Gorsj the Pacifist were on trial for crimes against their Sovereign that could rip apart the very fabric of Falosini society. My Interrogator Captains among the Blood Dancers were turning more and more to vampyrism during their investigations and had to be put down. Arch-Wing Pelos came to me and begged me to help him find another path for the Blood Dancers and the baribur of his own Aerie displaced by the end of the K’ias Wars.
I asked the K’iorn hero, Uth, Weaponmaster of the Twin Falcon Wartribes, to help me gather those who needed this expedition as much as this expedition needed them. He hand picked so many young heroes who just needed a place to earn respect and comradely. And I knew they would all be sorely tested against the mind warping powers of the Nightmare Lords.
With Warleoch Council Support, and the supply lines that once fed the Sylvan Empire at our disposal, it was a very successful campaign.
At the time I did not know I was making the Nightmare Lords extinct. At the time I don’t even know if I would have understood that action as a bad thing, if someone would have told me. I never held my scythe blade back, and I became the stuff that Nightmare Lords have bad dreams about…
We succeeded in taking one fortress after another. It was in the Fortress of Ti’ar Ma’at that I had a Nightmare Lord on my Scythe blade, about to sever his spirit from his shell. And the Nightmare Lord begged for its life, and offered me anything I wanted. But all I wanted was information."
Lalder was wondering, was he hearing about the great campaign that the Uthvelor and Pelebor sing songs about from Azrael himself?
Azrael paused and lifted a crystal from his cloaks.
From its depths came a recorded voice, it was the strange and alien voice of a Nightmare Lord speaking "We developed it during the first rise of the Neliff, but we never needed to deploy it. The Quall handled the little monsters as they promised, and we held back.
Vul found it during his apprenticeship as a Balancer in the lands of Dakot’ha NightmareLord. It has no cure…but it does have a key to turn it on and off. But I warn you not to turn off the curse, you do not want to be the one to have to control those under its effects. The Siurcut’n Keyaba, once activated will surely lead down one, and only one path. Death, destruction, and Entropy."
Azrael put the crystal away, as the voice began to scream in pain. Once the crystal was away, the screaming stopped.
“The Siurcut’n Keyaba turns the Sylvan from bestial animals into weapons for the user,” said Azrael, "The last person to use the Siurcut’n Keyaba on cursed Sylvan was I’tash. Before Calphas and I could short circuit the effects, I’tash and his Sylvan army had wiped out seven Krato cities. You have to understand I’tash didn’t mean to start attacking every enemy he could find, but the combined fear of the cursed is too powerful for any mind to control. And the Sylvan under his control were not individuals, they seemed more like a hivemind. It was not an easy set of battles.
Once we disabled the Siurcut’n Keyaba, the Sylvan returned to their normal meeping, foraging for food, and grooming each other like animals. With the agreement of Calphas and the entire Warleoch Council it was decided I would unleash the Mind Spike tribe on the Sylvan Undead. The Mind Spikes would earn my amnesty for their crimes against Gorsj and given a place on the Nightmare Moors to live out their days in peace. All references to the Siurcut’n Keyaba would be altered so it would never be unleashed again. I’tash would become Warden of Refuge to atone for his crimes under the influence of the Suircut’n Keyaba, and all memories of it would be stripped so he would think this his retirement job instead of a punishment.
Somehow Iessa has learned the truth about it, and since she was trapped in the crash site during the Mind Spiking, she has no limiters to prevent her from unleashing it if she chooses."