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excavations beneath the manor were well underway when a particularly ragged indigent arrived in the hamlet this filthy toothless miscreant hosted an uncanny knowledge of my ambitions and prognosticated publicly that left unchecked I would soon unleash doom upon the world this raving creature had to be silenced but doing so approved maddeningly impossible how had he survived the stockades the icy waters and the knives I delivered so enthusiastically into his back how had he returned time and time again to rouse the town folk with his wild speculations and prophecies finally resigned to his uncommon corporeal resilience i lured him to the dig there I showed him the thing and detailed the full extent of my plans triumphant lay I watched as he tore his eyes from their sockets and ran shrieking into the shadows wailing maniacally that the end was upon us all mastery over life and death was chief among my early pursuits I began in humility but my ambition was limitless who could have divined the prophetic import of something as unremarkable as a twitch in the leg of a dead rat I entertained a delegation of experts from overseas eager to plumb the depths of their knowledge and share with them certain techniques and our chemical processes I had found to yield wondrous and terrifying results having learned all I could from my visiting guests I murdered them as they slept I brought my colleagues back with much of their intellect intact a remarkable triumph or even the most experienced necromancer freed from the trappings of their humanity they applied their terrible trade a new the Dead reviving the dead on and on down the years forever I had collected many rare and elusive volumes on ancient herbal properties and was set to enjoy several weeks immersed in comfortable study my work was interrupted however by a singularly striking young woman who insisted on repeated calls to the house her knowledge of horticultural ism and its role in various arcane practices impressed me greatly my licensure simples gave way to a genuine professional respect and together we began to plant harvest and brew as time wore on her wild policy of self experimentation grew intolerable she coughed all manner of strange fun dry herbs and concoctions intent on gaining some insight into the horror we both knew to be growing beneath us the change in her was appalling and no longer able to stomach it I sent her to live in the Weald where her wildness would be welcomed simple folk are by their nature loquacious and the denizens of the hamlet were no exception it was not long before rumors of my morbid genius and secretive excavations began to feel local legend in the face of my increasingly egregious flaunting of public taboos aw turned to ire and demonstrations were held in the town square the wild whispers of heresy roused the rabble to violent action such was the general air of rebellion that even my generous offer of gold to the local constabulary was rebuffed to reassert my rule I sought out on scrupulous men skilled in the application of force tight-lipped and terrifying these mercenaries brought with them a war machine of terrible implication to end the tiresome domestic distraction I instructed my newly formed militia of hardened bandits brigands and killers to go forth and do their work compliance and order were restored and the noisome population of the hamlet was culled to more manageable numbers the ways and rituals of blood sacrifice are difficult to master those from beyond require a physical vessel if they are to make the crossing into our reality the timing of the chants is imperative without the proper utterances at precise intervals the process can fail spectacularly my first attempts at summoning were crude and the results disappointing I soon found however that the type and condition of the hosts meat was a critical factor the best results came from pigs whose flesh is most like that of man the great thing I had managed to bring through was brutish and stupid moreover it required prodigious amounts of meat to sustain itself but misses only a trifling concern after all I had a village full of it I filled for blood rituals and summoning rites had begun to ebb as each attempt invariably brought only failure and disappointment progress was halting and the rapidly accumulating surplus of wasted flesh had become burdensome I could not store such a prodigious amount of offal nor could I rid myself of it easily possessed as it was by unnameable things from outer spheres when excavations beneath the manor broke through into an ancient network of aqueducts and tunnels I knew I had found a solution to the problem of disposal the spasmodically squirming braying and snoring half corpses were he each upon the other until at last I was rid of them the morons had become a landfill of snout then hoof gristle in bone a mountainous touching mass of mist shape and flesh fusing itself together in the darkness my lofty position wasn't always accompanied by the fear of office and there was a time when I could walk the streets or raise a glass in the tavern without concern for molestation faithful as the tide when precocious village waif made it her hobby to shadow my every errand it was charming then troublesome later in financial desperation I struck a bargain with the ancient things that surfaced in search of sacrifice when the moon was right their price was the delivery of an obscure idol and one other item of more troubling portent the pact struck my newfound accomplices slipped silently beneath the brackish water a fearful stirring at the edge of the torchlight betrayed a familiar witness and if did me with malign inspiration under the blood moon I lured my wide-eyed prey to the piers edge before she could properly appreciate her position I clamped on a manacled training her to the leering idol the small push was sufficient to send both into the icy waters and one at length the tide receded jewels of the most magnificent grandeur lay scattered upon the shore prying eyes had become a nuisance along the old road and so I undertook to receive my most curious deliveries by way of marine shipments a sheltered jetty was accessible by a narrow stone stair off the back of the manor and a discreet system of pulleys could hoist even the heaviest prizes up the rock face from a securely tied dinghy below I employed a crew of particularly unsavory Mariners who for a time sailed the four corners at marbie hest retrieving many valuable artifacts relics and rare texts predictably they increased their tariffs to counter my intense stipulations of secrecy such resources had long been exhausted of course and so I prepared an alternative payment while the greedy dogs slept off their revelry i hexed their anchor with every twisted incantation I could muster imbuing it with the weight of my ambition and my contempt for their crude extortion at the witching hour the anchor pulled with preternatural force dragging craft and crew down into the depths they must have cried out but no sound escaped the swirling black waters you you

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