Player: Cecily P
Email: rudaba@djemity.chaosdeathfish.com
Caste: Infirm
Bio still to Come.
High Guardian Chumana received a letter from Rudâba saying that Rudâba was to die shortly and she would visit before she died, so she could be buried on Kirlsa lands. The visit never took place. Years later, wishing to curry favour with Chumana, a young Kirlsa attempted to research the last six months of Rudâba's life.
“Rudâba of the Kirlsa lived barely six months after the destruction of the Numina monoliths, growing increasingly testy and intolerant as she succumbed to the creeping darkness. As her health failed, much of her time was spent with the Becquerel, who explained to this researcher that the craftsmanship wrought upon her body by Merry-Malebogius had weakened her body significantly. This was not helped by the crafted eyes she stole from Izak of the Teklo, which enabled her to see the suffering which was rampant in Djemity following the wars with the Arkhivians and the Numina, and that it was her exposure to this suffering which caused her mental decline…”
From 'The Lives of the Great Crafters, Part Eleven: Arkhivian and Numina Wars and Their Aftermath' self-published by a Becquerel scholar.
“Rudâba. Much missed.” “These trees were planted in dedication to Rudâba, whose craftsmanship helped many displaced Becquerel in their time of need.” “This school erected by Rudâba the Kirlsa, in memory of Merry-Malebolgius the Sylphim.”
Various plaques found around the Seraphol, mostly worn and faded.
“She visited many friends before she died: for someone who came to the Citadel alone and friendless, she had succeeded in finding people to care for who cared about her in return. I truly think that was why she joined the heroes at the Citadel: she had grown lonely in the Blighted Lands and merely wanted the company of those who could not cast her out. The names of those she visited include some of the most notable of the time: Scholar Izak, Scholar Lan Yos Drill and her brother Liss Fra Drill of the Teklo and Talioc, Talma, Caleyll and Malaq of the Becquerel.”
a paraphrase of a conversation with an elderly Becquerel who claimed to have known her
“Stupid woman. Never got over the death of that horrible Merry. Ran around all the time trying to fix other people's problems in penance. I ask you, what kind of a way is that to carry on! Poor Malaq was very upset when the news that she had died came back to the Becquerel. Not surprised they refused to bury her on Kirlsa lands. Dreadful sort of person, that. And the way she looked!”
Elderly Becquerel, when asked about Rudâba's fate.
“We would have buried her if we had seen her. As far as we know, she never entered Kirlsa lands. She was not a Kirlsa, or our daughter, but we would have buried her.”
Rudâba's parents.
The High Guardian was said to have been grateful for the information, and all mention of the dishonoured crafter/enchanter ceased until some years afterwards…
“A skeleton unlike any other was found in a cave on the Blighted Lands. An inspection by a healer showed it to have the height of an Aquienos; however, fragments of skin still attached to the bones were pale, like Teklo-skin, and covered in intricate tattooed patterns. The skull had large eye sockets, like those of the Becquerel, and underneath the eye sockets two deep cuts which had scratched the bone, like the marks which are found on the skulls of dishonoured Kirlsa. The features were delicate, like those of the Sylphim, but perhaps strangest of all, attached to the skull were the remains of feathers where normally hair would grow, a feature only found on Arkhivians.
Such an elaborate hoax has never been seen in living memory; indeed the healers were quite amused by the lengths the unknown miscreant had gone to in order to create such a fanciful creature. There is something disturbing and unnerving about the monstrosity, for although such an abomination could never have existed, the display of the skeleton has caused horror and shock in some older citizens of Djemity. Having been shown in the Starfall Archipelago and the Eastern Isles, one has to wonder what will be the reaction of the Kirlsa nobility when it is shown in the Mosel desert next month. Indeed, such is the fame of the exhibition that although discussion of the star exhibit has largely been suppresed in order to preserve the mystery, the Most Divine King of the Kirlsa has requested a private viewing for his household and the ruling elite…”