Knowing that if you were innocent you would willingly put the noose around your neck to prove it. Even though you know your innocent and you will not die (hopefully) would that not be a similar act of suicide?
So, would a priest or a Paladin or Holy Warrior of the church put on one? Knowing they were innocent, but by placing a rope of execution around their neck would that not be seen in bad taste? Just curious. Go to Comment
Edited some for content. Thanks for the compliments. I was worried about this one as it was difficult for me to bring to life.
Dragon Lord :
The item is very unique.
There could very well be other items of such history created. This was actually a dream I had which I fleshed out into this.
The other item in question (Pueola Demuet) is another such unique item whose origin can be linked back to the Gods. Which is being detailed as we speak.
The Gods have tried not to become involved with the mortals (in my world) on too many occasions but there are some items that have been created for special events, heros, kingdoms, and even by accident. See Pueola Demuet for a good example of an accidental item created by the Gods. Go to Comment
I see your reasoning behind that. I was under the outlook that by physically putting the noose on, regardless of it's intent was an act of self harm, even though they willingly know it will not hurt them it is still the act of it that should be seen in bad form.
I was thinking that one of the two listed archtypes would demand the use of the noose to prove any innocence yet also degree that by being judged and having it put on them would clear them of any guilt at doing so.
This NPC goes hand in hand with the Demon Gates and was detailed more for it's purpose than any real flesh. Which is why the rating was so low. Also the rating was low before an edit. It was never revisited after the edit. Thank you for your votes/ comments. Go to Comment
The Lost Temple
Set beneath a crumbling ruin of a temple to Aduivo, the quiet halls of a forgotten temple rest undisturbed. Cobwebs and dust are it's only inhabitants for the last few centuries. The temple above having long ago been built and crumbled into history in the open view to the stars, while beneath it, the preserved hallways of a diabolic temple continued on. Waiting.
The temple was originally built by Caedmon and his first few followers. Having long anticipated the creation of the Demon Gates, the prepared a special place for them to rest. Deep below, a raging storm of energy constantly battled as the worlds life blood flowed freely, warming the temple unaturally. While above, the suns and the moon shone down on the earth where the temple rested, in full view of Caedmon, ever watchful.
It was simple, the temple was. A chamber for a priest and followers with a room set aside for holding slaves for sacrifice. The temple had a singular purpose, the opening of the Demon Gate. But due to the War of the Gods, Caedmon fell and was not able to see his vision through with the opening of the gates. And that is where they sit today, devoid of life, waiting to be found, waiting to be opened. Go to Comment
The Demon Gates
A set of double doors block the hallway. A large relief sits in the middle of the doors barring passage. The doors are a silvery metal that seem to reflect any light as would a large mirror. Runes inscribed into the door confound the eye as if they move on their own.
The doors radiate warmth but are cold to the touch, and while they are not locked only someone knowing the ancient script of the Demons can decipher the runic script to open the door.
The room inside is a mental nightmare that will haunt the dreams of even the most stout of mind. A cold wind blows in the hot room, flickering torches to life. No direction can be determined from where it comes from however.
The floor is black stone polished to a near mirror shine with three two foot steps leading up to the main dias. The room is also noticably devoid of dust, dirt, or spider webs. As if the room has been taken care of through the centuries.
The steps lead to a central dias where a five foot long block of obsidian rests, the top having a slight curvature that holds the body of those to be sacrificed. behind the alter is a most terrible sight.
Two huge double doors take up the entire west wall of the room. They are carved with images of a mass of horrific beings pouring forth from a gaping maw of some unknown caricature to lay waste to defeated mortals whose sculpted expressions plead for aid and mercy. At the head of the tide there is a single being who stands above the roaring army of demons, cloaked in a deep-hooded cape, with a smiling mask. The whole is made from some sort of dark, slick stone that appears oily or wet in the lights, yet rough and dry to the touch.
The same runic script on the main doors also line these huge doors, detailing the glory of Caedmon and the mass he brings to the unworthy and supposed righteous. The single key made for each gate, enters into the gaping maw and opens wide to show a wall of fire and nightmare.
You realize a group of men is going right to you. The man in front has a hard determined look on his face, the two men behind follow him with some uneasiness. He stops before you, holding the handle of his sword in one hand, and slaps (choose person carefully) with leather gloves he carries in the other hand. "Rhadagald Thinvoice, I challenge You to a duel to dea..." Stopping abruptly, he realizes this is the wrong person.