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Name: Tomasz Landeskog
Alias: The Soul Urn
Age: 63 at death
Gender: Male?
Species: Reanimated spirit possessing a funeral urn
Ethnicity: Adelan
Height: 1.5 ft
Weight: Around 30 lbs
(Former) Occupation: Soul splicer and necromancer
Residence: None
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Physical Description
Nobody really remembers what Tomasz Landeskog looks like anymore, for his mortal body was burned to ashes and placed into an ornate funeral urn when he passed from the physical to spiritual realm. His soul, spliced with the souls of so many others, has manifested itself as a spirit possessing said funeral urn.
The urn itself appears to be made from a combination of iron and lead. Four separate faces are carved onto four sides of the round urn, each face expressing some sort of open-mouthed horror. The eyes of each face are opals glowing faintly with some sort of dim magical essence. However, three of the faces are missing an eye each. The heavy lid seems to completely seal shut the Urn's opening: no amount of brute force can open it.
Personality
Despicable in life and despicable in death. Tomasz Landeskog was known to be petulant and ornery, spouting insults as quickly as possible. While alive and practicing his necromancy, the man spliced dozens of lost souls to his own in order to enhance his own power and perhaps stave off death itself. Many of these souls remained dormant while attached to his own.
However, one such soul imprinted itself irrevocably on his own when he murdered a young mage for her essence and failed to complete the ritual before being swept up into the Urn. This soul occasionally manifests itself in the form of a separate ethereal voice, calmer and more collected than her necromantic counterpart.
The two souls seemed to have all but forgotten the transgressions committed by Landeskog in life. Now they coexist as one – and occasionally argue with one another.
Magic/Abilities
The Soul Urn is possessed by the very will of a formerly powerful necromancer's spirit. While much of Landeskog's magic had faded as a result of his death, and as a result of the Urn's scattered parts, some of it still remains to power the Urn. It can manifest its voice(s) into the physical world. On occasion the spirit can generate enough magical essence to make the Urn move, sometimes float.
It also seems to be able to impart some of the necromancer's former magic onto whoever possesses the Urn, or olds it. The effects can be as fickle as the spirit within. Sometimes the Urn's bearer can be infused with unnatural and unholy power. Other times the bearer can fall ill to some unexplained malady, caused by the necromancer's malevolence.
Relationships
It's an urn. What relationships?
History
Not much can be said of Tomasz Landeskog, for what black mark he had on Adelan history has been mostly extinguished through retaliatory burnings of his dark works and secrets. What little is said about him can only be found in tomes hidden in the darkest corners of the land's greatest libraries, where those that remember his sordid past have not been able to locate and destroy his name.
What can be pieced together goes something like this:
Nobody knows exactly where he came from, only that he terrorized Adela for some years. Wherever he went, inevitably death followed. Bodies were found with their souls forcibly extracted from them through some sort of unholy power. Dozens of them, leaving a trail of burned-out husks along the way. Eventually the necromancer was caught though – with every soul spliced to his own, his own aura grew stronger until those who knew how to search for his magical presence could easily locate him. It was in the process of killing his final victim, a young powerful mage who had been lured to him by the false promise of apprenticeship, that a band of vengeful hunters caught up with him.
Knowing his end was nigh, the necromancer chose to bind his soul to a powerful phylactery, a four-faced urn capable of housing both him and the many souls he'd stolen during his mortal life. The purpose of the urn was to keep his essence safe while awaiting such time that he could reform his body and continue his terror spree.
There hadn't been time to complete the ritual sacrifice though, and as his ashes were swept up into the vessels the opal eyes of each face trembled and fell from their very sockets. His hunters, knowing that the evil mage could not fully return to life unless it was able recomplete the Urn, scattered the magical opals across all the land and buried the Urn itself in the darkest and deepest of tombs. It remained down there, trapping its many souls within leaden and iron walls, until relic seekers inadvertently removed it back to the surface.
Since then the Urn has been appearing all across the nations, bidding its bearers to find those magical opals and replace them into those deathlike faces. Three opals remain to be found. But the magic that had bound the necromancer to his vessel has corroded so much over the years that the spirit has mostly forgotten its purpose. All it really knows is that something incredible will happen the Urn is finally complete again.
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