Tales of the Cabal

If one were to look deep within the endless void of the multiverse floating aimlessly between worlds there lies a strange mass of land known to those few who know of it simply as ' The wanderlands', This strange wandering land is the home of many wonders from across reality from mighty beasts capable of devouring worlds, to mystical plants that could cure any ailment.
But the greatest and most powerful of them all lived in the massive towerd fortress at the center of the great conanent, for this was the home of the masters of this land 'The Cabal'.

One may wonder Who is this Cabal and how is it that they came to be the masters of a relm of the void, well lean back and join us in our tale as we go into this strange relm and learn the tale of 'The Cabal.'

Deep within the great tower of The Cabal there lies a massive library said to contain knowledge from across the multiverse, from the simplest of childrens books to aincient tomes of long forgotten races and long dead relms. For this is the dweling of the leader of the cabal a being of knowledge and of pain, a being once mere man who through his thirst for knowledge brought about both his greatest dream and his worst punishment. This is the home of the Twisted Bookkeeper.

Settled amongest the endless Books and tomes is a single large red velvet reading chair, and in that chair sits the Twisted Bookkeeper ,or as he prefers to be called 'Mr. Keeper'. He is a tall thin man with sickly silver grey skin and slicked back black hair, his teeth are sharp and gnarled like knives, his left eye glows a deep crimson red while his right eye is an empty void covered by a black monocle, he wears a black tailed coat suit like one would find on an oldtime english gentleman with a matching tophat.

In his right hand is a large black leather bound book with brass trimings and a large blood red gem in the center, while in his left hand is a pitch black raven feather quill thats top was covered in an ethereal blue flame. This book was called 'Memento eternum' and it was the source of the keepers power and life. For in his quest for knowledge the keeper ripped a piece of his very soul from himself and bound it to his lifes work , a book that could copy the knowledge, memories and thoughts of those around it into its pages calling apon them when needed. But in his haste to finish his masterpiece his sould and mind were corrupted binding him forever to his book as well as twisting his and its purpose, for now i stead of simply coppying the minds if others he and the book now tear these from their targets leaving nothing but mindless husks once they are through.

Now one may think that all they would have to do is seperate him from this book and destroy it to bring about his demise, but they would be wrong, for the book itself is bound with ancient magicks and energies from the void itself making it truely indestructable, and beyond that the book itself is alive and aware of what goes on around it and once held by one other than its master will begin to corrupt those who hold it, whispering ancient knowledve and secrets most dark to convince its new wielder to continue its dark purpose eventualy driving them mad all the while sliwly takeing their mind for its collection as it searches for its true owner.

The keeper and his book have one last trick to ensure that rhey shall always go on, if the keepers body is ever destroyed beyond repair the book will search for a sutable new host and force the stored mind of the keeper into the new body and slowly rebuild it into his original form while keeping any abilaties natural to the bodys original form, through this process he has already gained a minotaurs strength, a griffons flight and cloudwalking, and a unicorns abilaty to wield magic.