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Graf Malin

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Pembridge Maccadia, the Mindless Ruler, the Crafter of Graf Malin, sacrificed his very life to destroy a nation.  A breathing, living machine with the heart of blades, a testament to his loathing of Man.  His hatred for his own people…

Lord Pembridge Maccadia, the Wizard King, gently ruled Narmir, the southern-most region of Emmur’raxish for seven-on-twenty years.  On a particular day in his life, a stout man, cloaked in tattered rags, bestowed the king with a wonderful, light blue dagger.  Little to anyone’s knowledge, this was the accursed Blade of the Mad!  Lord Maccadia locked himself away to his Lab, where he began working, crafting a dark being from the very substance that corrupted Pembridge’s mind.  A month without food or sleep, the Mindless Ruler worked tirelessly, crafting his "child".  A limp mannequin of Ferrous Imuricum, given a heart, crafted from the Mad Blade, melting down the evil tool into a decorative sphere of Chromium Imuricum.  Scribed across the creation’s chest, these inchoherent words:

"Bereavement comes to those who wait and death to those who hurrying, looming, hiding isn’t worth the troubled mind of the man who bought the rice for the sun now awaits it or become a lost souls come and go as they please do not bother me again the warrior conquer your fears forever listen to your heart beats wildly in the storm has passed and the town rejoice in it now here me out!"

The sharply-spiked Graf Malin moved slowly, at first, then turned to the Crafter, "What ill things dwell in the mind’s splinter, master?"  At that moment, Pembridge Maccadia impaled himself on Graf Malin’s arm, killing him instantly.  Graf Malin then knew what it was created to do…

Magical Properties:

Because it was given a heart made from the Blade of the Mad, Graf Malin’s strength increases with every human slain.

Graf Malin will continue to slay the humans of Emmurn’raxish until the race is wiped out, unless the mightiest of adventurers destroy it first.

Graf Malin only speaks in incoherent riddles and phrases.  Some primitive Orcish cultures worshipped it as it passed through their villages, deeming it "The Riddle Master of the Bloody Claw."  It seems to be that Graf Malin is a kind and gentle creature to those not human.



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Barbarian Horde
April 23, 2004, 8:07
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My only regret in this, is that I had not thought of this first :(

Well... that and you destroyed my precious dagger! :'( But i'll get over it :D

On this same line of thought, Imagine if somehow, the blood could be removed from imuricum and replaced with a different blood:
An army of elves attack the town, so the king captures an elf and spills his blood over the golem, creating the perfect ally (Just make sure you dont hire any elves as mercenaries in the army). After the battle, the blood is removed from the golem. 50 years later, An orc tribe attacks the town. The new king once again pulls out the towns greatest weapon - the golem in stasis - and spills the blood of a captured orc.

Such a thing could come down in legend, as the greatest defence. ESPECIALLY if it grows in power with each thing it kills! Imagine after it razes an entire army!

... er, excuse my ramblings :D
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Shadoweagle
April 23, 2004, 8:07
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Erm, previous post by me :D oops.
Silas the Destroyer
April 25, 2004, 12:41
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Very good idea, Shadoweagle.

Man, I still can't believe I first thought up this material. And thanks again for refining it. ^^
Shadoweagle
April 30, 2004, 4:32
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Eyyy, was a good idea - just needed to be polished a little :)
CaptainPenguin
January 25, 2006, 21:20
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This is a weird, weird, but intriguing idea.
Voted Strolen
April 20, 2008, 12:04
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Very weird to the point of MADNESS!

I like SE as BH's comment about 'loading' the golem to attack the current enemy. That makes such incomprehensible sense.

I wouldn't have it speak in puzzles in riddles, I would have it speak utter nonsense and people try to put meaning to it. Perhaps this things words have somehow come true and they think it is an oracle...little do they know it is just random.
Xarschia
July 12, 2008, 22:28
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Not a bad idea, Strolen. I think I'll do a little rewrite on his and repost it at a later date (especially since I can't remember my password as Silas).
Kassy
July 13, 2008, 5:43
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Interesting, insane, everything a good sub should be!
Voted Michael Jotne Slayer
October 27, 2010, 5:23
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Nice, Silas had something going.

Voted valadaar
May 20, 2013, 19:37
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Stepping into the story halfway through. Interesting with many unanswered questions.

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