The story about Angeliq starts in the early days of realm, when he use to serve for the Great Lord British. Angeliq use to be one the very best sorcerers of Lord British's army. In one of his patrol duties he came across with a full armored murderer. Angeliq fought with the murderer for days but there were no victors. Both human beings were too tired to keep on. Murderer took of his closed helmet and long blond hair flew in the air. Murderer was a woman. Angeliq was really angry to himself not being able to beat a murderer at once but also paralyzed by the beauty of these fallen soul. Angeliq disobeyed the orders of his Lord and made a relationship with the Murderer Lady Vera. Vera never murdered anyone after that and the couple settled their home not far away from Britain but outside of guards patrol zone. Angeliq quit his job and didn't use his title anymore. He started planting reagents for his experiments and for living he choose to grow plants and sell them in Moonglow. One day when Angeliq was coming back from trading his goods he found his beloved wife's body hanged on his peaceful home's door. The murderers even took her head away and left the corpse to rotten. It was that moment when Angeliq lost his hope in life. He got into home and he realized that his wife didn't just let murderers take what they want but she resisted with all her abilities. There were 4 bodies lying inside the house. Angeliq shivered with tremble and realized that these bodies were covered with a very familiar armor. That was Lord British's guardsman who murdered her wife. It was that day when people saw Angeliq last. Untill couple of days ago.. Angeliq was seen around Occlo bank wandering in circle's calling her wife's name" Vera... Vera.... " Then he jumped into a moongate and found himself around Britain where he use to live once. He thought he was day dreaming but no.. there she was standing with her beauty. It was her wife standing couple of feets away from him. He rushed to her calling her name "Vera my love"... Lady stepped back and shouted at the poor crazy Angeliq. She said that her name was Erica and she was a miner. Angeliq was confused yet he was lost after that horrible day. "He said well Erica nice to meet you. " He knew that this miner woman had the body of her beloved wife Vera and perhaps her soul was lost. Somehow Angeliq started feeling something again against a creature. Perhaps that the beginning for him to awaken from his deadly walk for ages. Angeliq kept on walking in circles again till he came to a dark cove. It was hard for him to remember the right words after all these years than he said "In Lor" and magic filled his eyes with light. He realized that this was an ancient dungeon of dragons "Destard". He walked silently and saw a tamer trying to enslave a poor dragon who was trying to resist tamers ugly poisoning words... "Come, I will look after you..." Angeliq filled with anger again, he remembered everything correctly "Kal Vas Flam" the tamers body burned with flames. "Corp Por" a bolt of energy ended the tamers pain and the dragon setted free again. Angeliq choped the tamers head and put it into his bag. He let the dragon feed on tamers horse and kept on his journey in circles "Vera, Vera where are you my love?" To be continued..
Angeliq was wandering in circles "Vera, Vera where are you my love?" Than he heard a vicious sound. A man whose name is not that important was chopping a tree around Yew. Angeliq asked the lumberjack what he would do with the logs? Lumberjack answered the question with haste "I will sell them" It was that moment that Angeliq remembered his wife's love for nature and trees. How she plant seeds, grow trees and talk to them. "In Nox" was the last words the lumberjack heard. Angeliq choose a slow death for the lumberjack because of what he did to trees. Chopping slowly tearing a part piece by piece... Angeliq choped the Lumberjacks head with his own hatchet, touched the tree like he was patting his own son and went away. The last think trees heard was " Vera, Vera oh I love you so much"
It was just another day for Angeliq. He was wandering around Occlo disguised searching for his love Vera... Vera, Vera where are you my love? Wandering in circles he realised a thief. Angeliq never had problem with any of them since the life has lost meaning for him. Angeliq literally let the thief snoop in his pockets. Thief was hasty he stole 4 mandrake roots from Angeliq. It was at that point Angeliq remembered how his love Vera was growing mandrake roots with passion. Angeliq didn't want guards to solve the issue. Guards were murderers for him since they murdered his only one. Angeliq used his tracking ability which he has been training since he was a little boy. The hasty thiefs name was ForgetItItsMe something in an unknown language. Angeliq didn't hesitate to poison the poor creature. Kal Vas Flam were the only three words Occlo's folk heard. Thiefs body burned in flames and his evil soul left his body. Angeliq cut the thiefs head, put it into his bag and kept on wandering Vera, Vera I will find you my Love.
With an audible *pop* and a painful *crack*, the King's Steward rose from his hard wooden chair. He had stooped over his desk for so long pouring over treaties, treasury reports, and patrol logs that he completely lost track of time and had apparently forgotten to move at all save for his eyes and hands for hours. He winced as his joints protested loudly, but after a brief moment of discomfort his body began to feel normal again. The air was cool and smelled of petrichor - it was morning already? He had just sat down at his desk shortly after the noon sun had risen! He shook the webs of bureaucracy and diplomacy from his mind. He needed to clear his thoughts if he were to be able to focus at all. He exited his office and opened the heavy metal-enforced door to the Great Council's tower. Three things struck him simultaneously: the cool damp air in his lungs, the hazy morning light poking up through the mountains on its ascent, and a bag on the tower steps laying in a small pool of blood. With both a fascination and detestation, the King's Steward prodded the bag with his foot. It did not move beyond what might be expected of shoving something with one's toes. At least it was not alive. He crouched down and unfastened the tie that bound the bag closed. Staring up from within the bag were two blank eyes. This was the face of a man who had lost his entire body. The King's Steward vaguely recognized the face - it was a somewhat known thief and criminal who was active on Ocllo. But where is his body and why is his head on the steps of the Great Council tower? This would simply not do. No visiting diplomat or ambassador will want to be greeted with this. With a certain distaste, he carefully picked up the bag from the unbloodied top and took it around back of the Council's tower. A short walk towards the beach was the home of Knight Initiate Deathshot. There was one head on his steps already, though the origins of that one were known to the Steward - a creature (perhaps an orc?) which had assaulted the Librarian and was dealt with by Deathshot. The King's Steward placed this new head on the steps next to the old one. He scribbled a hasty note (for he always had quill, ink, and parchment upon his person at all times): "Knight Initiate Deathshot. I do not know where this head came from, or why it was found on the Great Council tower steps. Please look into this matter if you will - find out exactly who this is and see if you can ascertain who killed him and why - and most importantly, why his head was placed on our steps. Thank you, -Lord Gael Wordsworth" With that bit of nasty business seen to, the Steward went back to the tower. That was enough fresh air, it was time to attend the myriad of affairs of the Realm.
Dear Lord Gael, I found your note and a bloody head in front of my doorstep. I checked the head and its a well known thief around Occlo. The headhunters name is Angeliq. He is a weird guy that all of the people of the Realm should be aware off. I will check some libraries for any ancient knowledges about the Wizard and his wife and I will report you. Deathshot of The Great Council
