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| This is the ViRauni armor, but the person inside of it is not Mol Granz. Another wore the crimson demonic plating before the Queen of the Grells. Someone without kindness. Without morality. Without sanity. Let’s peer beneath the helmet and see her face. |
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| This is Jarah. A Long Lived Grell who’s immortality slowly drove her insane over the centuries. But another beheld beauty in her madness. Corsis. The Master of the Game delighted in the violence she inflicted in her mania. And her passion. The pair shared an unwed union for centuries. She bore three children. Tempes and two others. But her neuro divergence worsened as time went on. Corsis could no longer nudge or control her. And he had no interest in finding her help. So he granted her one last gift. And a curse to go with it. He rune raveled the ViRauni armor for her. And he planted a seed in her mind. An inane question a child might ask a parent. One that never will have an actual answer. One that she will destroy everything to carve out its truth. She asked it as she went on a rampage centuries before the Eruption. She asked it as she died at Vick Burnhelt’s hands. And she still asks it as a spirit tethered in eternal service to her onetime lover. Stalking those who have the misfortune of encountering her. Such as a living ghost named Avril Enzali. Jarah will ask the question. And she will relentlessly hunt Avril to rip the truth from her. Whether she knows it or not. Learn what question Jarah asks in The Brigands. |
