Terris-Thule

Terris-Thule is known as the Dream Scorcher or the Nightmare, for her effect on the sleep of dreamers.

She rules the Demi-plane of Nightmares and delights in torturing the innocent as they rest.

She is tall, well over six feet in height and skeletally thin. Her skin is pale with hints of gray.

Long, black fingernails extend from her bony hands, to match her slinky gown.

Her face is smooth - no features mar its sleek surface other than two empty black eye sockets.

Long black hair flows back from two massive brass horns at her temples.

My pity unto Thelin. His life on Norrath was a miserable one. As a young man he began to study the workings of fear inspired by Cazic-Thule. The workings had been translated for mortals by Zebuxoruk.

Pouring over the texts, Thelin felt his mind being invaded by Cazic. This information was not for mortal usage and the malevolent god stripped him of all his earthly belongings and cursed him to live in poverty and ruin.

He lived in the streets of Eastern Freeport, begging from those passing through the port. He sat quivering, propped up against a wall with one hand out as he watched the travelers pass by. None of them even gave him a second glance.

Several years would pass before a female dwarf would arrive to trade some of her family’s armor and weapons. She saw and took pity on Thelin. She knelt down, scratched her beard then began to rummage through her backpack. She then placed a jeweled dagger in his hand, smiled and returned to her former business.

This was the only gift that Thelin had received since the curse. It was beautifully crafted and would likely have fetched a handsome price upon the market. He decided to keep the dagger as it was such a kind gesture.

Later that eve, Thelin heard the calling of others that studied Zebuxoruk’s workings. He recognized the language they called out in.

He approached the men and explained he had studied the writings of Zebuxoruk. One of the shaded figures then began to mutter an incantation.