Or'Lath's Past

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Hero: Or'Lath, how did you end up down here?

Or'Lath (The Penitent): My race is very different from yours in many ways.
Or'Lath (The Penitent): Our flesh and bone are formed from the essence of mana.
Or'Lath (The Penitent): But, like your race, we fought pointless wars against each other.
Or'Lath (The Penitent): Lore was a rich and thriving world when my people arrived.
Or'Lath (The Penitent): Lush forests, vast oceans… life was everywhere.
Or'Lath (The Penitent): I loved it here, but I was a soldier and this was to be our battleground.

Hero: Why was Lore so important?

Or'Lath (The Penitent): It wasn't. This world was simply along the path to several key locations.

Hero: So you fought against your own people?

Or'Lath (The Penitent): I did. I saw it as my duty.
Or'Lath (The Penitent): It was a minor skirmish compared to the rest of the war… but a bloody one.
Or'Lath (The Penitent): By the way you measure time, the battle lasted decades.
Or'Lath (The Penitent): Everyone died. Everyone, down to the last soul… which was me.

Hero: You were the only one of your people left?

Or'Lath (The Penitent): Yes.
Or'Lath (The Penitent): But Lore was the real causality. It had been utterly devastated.
Or'Lath (The Penitent): The entire planted was a blasted ruin.
Or'Lath (The Penitent): Most of the plant life was gone. Nearly all the animal life.
Or'Lath (The Penitent): All wiped out of the universe forever, for what?

Hero: Did you at least win your war?

Or'Lath (The Penitent): I do not know.
Or'Lath (The Penitent): I had seen enough killing and my soul ached for the world we destroyed.
Or'Lath (The Penitent): I had done my job. The enemy was wiped out.
Or'Lath (The Penitent): I decided to stay here at my post and help life re-emerge.

Hero: By giving mana to the world?

Or'Lath (The Penitent): Mana is everyone in the universe…
Or'Lath (The Penitent): … But I knew I could give Lore a strong, concentrated source that would help life develop.
Or'Lath (The Penitent): All my fallen comrades, all of our enemies… They were all just mana returning to the universe.
Or'Lath (The Penitent): I took all of it in. I absorbed all the mana that made up friend and foe alike.
Or'Lath (The Penitent): Then I took my place in the center of the world and began to give it all back to the world I helped break.

Hero: Does that mean that you could run out? A limited supply?

Or'Lath (The Penitent): My mana is not infinite…
Or'Lath (The Penitent): … but I have more than enough to last until Lore's sun goes dark and longer.

Hero: Is it… does it hurt? All the magi using it? Pulling it out of you?

Or'Lath (The Penitent): No. It would be like… hm… like exhaling is to you.
Or'Lath (The Penitent): They are taking tea cups of water from an ocean of magic.
Or'Lath (The Penitent): But even if it did hurt, I would still do it.
Or'Lath (The Penitent): This world deserved better at our hands.

Hero: I guess all that's left to say is… thanks.

Or'Lath (The Penitent):
Or'Lath (The Penitent): <Hero>, In the eons that I have been here, you are the first creature to thank me.
Or'Lath (The Penitent): You're welcome. Very welcome!

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