KingNosehairCenturies Forgotten
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It doesn't remember...

How long it's been...
Roaming the dark...


The simple Dullahan roamed aimlessly in the darkness for some time. Away from the light, keeping track of time is no easy feat.
Roamed of course, until he found the Mire. A place for the unconventional forms of life.
Had it been decades? Centuries? It is not known how long he wandered.

It doesn't remember...

What is it's name...

Best Guess...

Upon the creature made of metal and bones, a meaningless leather strap.
It reads 'HANK'
A name is necessary, when you no longer roam alone.

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After the long watch...

All was forgotten...
But with faith, it remembered...

A chance presented itself. Although the old Knight could not recall himself.
He could forge a new self.
Finding faith in Mother Nyx, the knight could serve once more.

The Blood Mistress...

Opened the being's eyes...
Now, it could see a path...

The Dullahan serves Mother Nyx and the Mire now.
The Knight was an Acolyte, and with purpose...
Comes Responsibility...
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Spoils of War...
Brought the Tithetaker...
A fitting tool...

During his work with the Blood Cult of Nyx, his commitment to his cause brought him to a particular confrontation.
The spoils of such confrontation, numerous, but the one the creature kept for itself?
A sacrificial dagger, used for blood rituals. Summonings, more precisely.

When he held...
The Occult Blade...
Ideas came flowing...

The Acolyte, now a Tithetaker, had many ideas for the blade.
It was for sacrifices and summonings after all.
Perhaps the Knight had a new goal.
After all, such activity would require a powerful sacrifice...
One that would need to be hunted...
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