Andromalius and the Great Theft

In the twilight of his years, many moons and suns asleep behind us, a trickster mused his life over under the expanse of a great tree, and despite the pride and pleasure there he found it wanting. “A great herald and greater thief am I”, Andromalius declared, “for I am the favourite of Olidammara, Laughing Rogue and Prince of Bards, and he who sees such strength in me will not be disappointed on my passing for I have yet a final clever plan that shall even see my master played the fool”.

Upon his deathbed Andromalius came to a priest of Erathis, She of Lawful Expansion and Creative Endeavour, and repented for his life of mischief and thievery – for in his repentance the Laughing Rogue would lose his due, and by thieving no longer complete the greatest final theft of all. Kovatt, Priest of Erathis, found the desire of this trickster both amusing and sincere, and prayed to his Mistress to reward such cleverness.

Erathis consulted Olidammara, whose rage echoed sharply in the tone of his kantele as he heard the betrayal of his best-beloved servant, but White twisted to Black as the Prince of Bards savored the sweet irony of Andromalius’ plan to steal through penance. Unable to accept the soul of his herald so that the joke may be preserved in spirit, and soured by the thought of allowing another God to claim him, Olidammara devised a plan to pay tribute to this most worthy of final acts.

“Such fine thievery must be matched in kind,” Olidammara smiled to Erathis as he plucked a string and likewise plucked the soul of his herald from Andromalius’ mortal form, “so I shall “steal” him from all the very realms themselves”.

Thus was the soul of the mischief maker cast into a place between existence and void, where no God could claim him, and his opinion on Olidammara’s returning prank will remain unheard until the end of all existence.