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Azahl of the Wood (#7058)

Owner: 0x8793…D8Fb

Azahl of the Wood ... the unknown

It's raining. Like always in these long days. Almost everyone is sitting by a warm fire and chatting with friends and beloved during these times while waiting for the strongest winter passes by. But somewhere, deep in the woods, a figure in the shadow is lurking through dense branches. His clothes can hardly spend enough heat to keep him alive for much longer … Why is he out there, all on his own.

Back in the town, he is only known by Anzahl of the wood. A strange guy, who prefers to live only in company with his familiar in an old, strange cottage deep in the woods. Now and then, in the middle of the night, it seems the cottage is glowing for a blink of a second. People start whispering about him doing advanced alchemy out there a few winters ago. It seems like he is there since the old times, only the oldest among the cult know who he really is, but they all keep quiet for some reason …

A bungle of wet herbs in his bag and frozen to the bones, Anzahl reaches his cottage. It takes him quite some time to set up a fire to make himself a poor meal. After warming up from the inside and outside, he searches his pockets for today's harvest herbs. On the other side of the room, somewhere in the dark, Anzahl has set up a strange looking construct of bottles and glasses. “Maybe today …” Anzahl mumbles while going to the table. The fire has almost burned down when he finished … whatever he was doing.
Back at the fire, he put a new wood into the fireplace. “There you are” he whispers to his familiar, who never left his side since he came back to the cottage. After starring another few hours in the fire, he threw something to his familiar. It seems like it was waiting for that moment, eating it, whatever it was, up almost instantly. This was the time when someone else in the wood looked up to the old cottage, which glow up out of the nowhere, melting all the snow in a small area around the House.

“He is … getting Close … I … I … Have to tell the Others …. But … not …. today …”

Entered by: 0x7f07…03F1 and preserved on chain (see transaction)