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The Pearl
Swgrclan
Ciar. This parchment will explain why I turn... strange while I hold a Pearl. Long ago, when I was a mere child, a spirit by the name of "Nax'Ram" possessed my tribe leader. My tribe leader, now possessed by Nax'Ram, made a ban against Shamanism, and replaced it with Black magic. I did not heed this ban, and for that, my father was killed by Nax'Ram. It was an attempt to scare me from learning what I am destined to become. I have been walking for 28 years trying to find a master, only to be rejected. Hate, and anger built up inside me. Nax'Ram was attracted by my spiteful spirit. He has hidden himself in my soul. And he wishes to be set free, to use my body to reek havoc. The Ender Pearl... lets him out. That is not me. It is Nax'Ram. This may be sudden, but I must say it. Do not be warry of me. Keep the pearls hidden.