Memory of Tazimarc

Looking at this entity does you no good. Your physical senses seem not to be able to perceive it properly, as if it does not truthfully exist on the same plane of reality as anything you have encountered before. Rather, you feel this being in a more visceral manner, images flashing through your mind.

A being of primal power, beauty so terrible and dark that Midgaardia can no longer bear its touch. Raw intellect bound with elder magic intoxicates the senses. Worship and fear. Veneration and submission.

A hand stretches out and the world changes in response to its will and whim. Nature is mastered, bound, twisted and corrupted. Laws of reality are written and rewritten. Creation is flexible.

Contention comes and limits are imposed. Boundaries are laid and rules implaced. A balance is enforced, order to the infinite.

War. Fire. Blood. Energy. Pain. Death.

Beyond the great barrier, even death can be conquored by those with sufficient power, but stripped to the core, split into concepts, a prison arises for that which cannot die.

Waiting.

Keywords: memory, Tazimarc, shadow.
Level: ??.
Alignment: demonic.
Flags: ??.
Affects: sanctuary.

Gear

The memory of Tazimarc is using:
Nothing.

The memory of Tazimarc is carrying:
     an acorn

Directions

Area: Defender's Graveyard (Map).
Room(s): Sealed! (anti-magic).

Starting from an elemental guardian, use a jade rod from its corpse to unlock patina and go down.