| 
  • If you are citizen of an European Union member nation, you may not use this service unless you are at least 16 years old.

  • You already know Dokkio is an AI-powered assistant to organize & manage your digital files & messages. Very soon, Dokkio will support Outlook as well as One Drive. Check it out today!

View
 

Sormo E'nath

Page history last edited by Eloth 13 years, 2 months ago

 

Sormo E'nath

 

Name: Sormo E'nath

Pseudonyms:...

Age:...

Race: human, Wickan

Appearance:...

Warren:...

Further Info: a Wickan warlock. Slain during the Chain of Dogs.


 

Sormo E'nath, a warlock - (DG, Dramatis Personae)

 

'A tall, bow-legged figure stepped into the room, face hidden in the shadow of a goat's-head cowl, which he now pulled back, revealing the smooth visage of a boy no more than ten years old. The youth's dark eyes...

'Sormo E'nath - an old man - was executed at Unta,...He was the most powerful of the warlocks - the Empress made sure of him. It's said he took eleven days to die...This is a boy'

'Eleven days...No single crow could hold all of his soul. Each day there came another, until he was all gone. Eleven days, eleven crows. Such was Sormo's power, his life will, and such was the honour accorded him by the black-winged spirits. Eleven came to him. Eleven.'

'The boy spoke, his voice reedy but breaking, on the edge of manhood. 'I am Sormo E'nath, who carries in his breastbone the memory of an iron spike. Eleven crows attended my birth.' - (DG, UK MMPB, p.76)

 

'...Sormo E'nath. Within the one man, eight elder warlocks...' - (DG, UK MMPB, p.759)

 

"That boy has the aura of an ancient man. I could smell on him the ritual drinking of mare's blood, and that ritual marks a warlock's Time of Iron - his last few years of life, the greatest flowering of his power." - (DG, UK MMPB, p.82)
 

Sormo sighed. ‘Recall our one ritual, Historian? The plague of 

D’ivers and Soletaken? They infest every warren now – at least on this 

continent. All are seeking the fabled Path of Hands. I have been forced 

to turn my efforts to the old ways, the sorceries of the land, of life 

spirits and totem beasts. Our enemy, the High Mage Kamist Reloe, does 

not possess such Elder knowledge. So he dares not unleash his magery 

against us. Not for weeks now.’ (DG)

 

 

‘Sormo,’ Corporal List said. ‘It’s said he’s awakened the spirits of the land and the air. From a sleep of centuries, for even the tribes have left those ways behind. Sometimes you can . . . smell them.’ 

 The historian glanced at the young man. ‘Smell?’

‘Like when you flip a big rock over. The scent that comes up. Cool, musty.’ He shrugged. ‘Like that.’ - (DG UK Tpb p.283)



On Warlock rituals: (DG, UK MMPB, p.179-80)

After being attacked by Soletaken and D'ivers during a botched ritual, Sormo says:

'Somewhere, a crow flaps broken-winged on the ground. There are but ten left.' (DG, UK MMPB, p.183)

 

The historian could now see the constant tremble in Sormo's long-fingered hands where they rested on the saddlehorn.......  Our last three mages and two of them are either dead or too weak to walk, while the third  has aged ten years for every week of this Hood-cursed journey  - Duiker - (DG,UK mmpb. p.) 

 

Return to Dramatis Personae

 

Comments (0)

You don't have permission to comment on this page.