2005 update - I am no longer
playing EQ. I have turned off both my acccounts. You can read the below
but it is now history.
Everquest is a a online role-playing game- Super addictive and a awesome game. But
unless you want to sign away much of your time and life and anger friends and family stay
away from this game....its that good. You have been warned here is a link if interested http://www.everquest.com
EQ my name is Lich Tallonn Aviv. I am a 65th Season Lich Necromancer, and Dark Elf
worshiper of Innoruuk. And I currently live on the world of Veeshan and belong to the
guild Keepers of the Elements.
To see my Equipment (you can click
on items to see what they do)---- click here
To see a picture of Tallonn on his
horse named "Trampler" - click here
I also now play a a druid by the
name of Collee. 65th level Druid also on the server Veeshan.
Here is a link to Collee's gear.-http://www.magelo.com/eq_view_profile.html?num=513949
|A little story about Tallonn
|So you come seeking knowledge
of ME, Tallonn Aviv? And beg to be trained in my arts? You are a brave one I will give you
that...but bravery does not mean wisdom! I am feeling generous today so I will tell you a
little about myself and fulfill what might have been your LAST EVER request, then I decide
if you will best serve me as a living slave or a undead one.
I am that thing in the darkness and shadows that you suspect is there, but which you
cannot see and that your mind is afraid to admit is there! That thing that sends shivers
down your spine and brings the taste of fear and bile to your throat when you finally know
I am really there! I am the MASTER OF UNDEATH, CREATOR OF SHADOWS, and the spreader of
HATRED and DISEASE! I am the shadow that whispers in your ear the praise, deceit, twisted
truth, lies, and paths to power that you wish to hear but your heart will never want to
pay the true price of.
I was born deep in the earth and have worshiped at the feet of the god of Hatred Innoruuk!
I have made valley's run red like rivers with the blood of mine enemies of both good and
evil! MY vengeance has left cities and generations of Men, Woman, and Children weeping at
the mere thought of my return, and their hearts burning with a hatred of my past deeds! I
have traveled the planes and faced the gods and mightiest of dragons! I have performed
dark rites of ancient power and have even sacrificed friends and my own brother to gain
magical power! For I follow the path of NECROMANCY! This path of power is the quickest and
the strongest but the prices to your heart and soul are the most costly and painful!
I just like you, thought I could wield great powers of darkness and death when I was young
and still keep my family and friends safe from my studies and new powers. I was once part
of a great family and was called by that families last name AVIV!!! And together we shaped
and conquered the world of Veeshaan, each a great power in our own fields. But as my power
grew so did the costs on my soul. For nothing in Necromancy comes without a cost! And with
each new payment, my soul, which was never much of a haven for light, grew darker and
darker until there was little room for even my family in it. Even though I might still
care for them in some locked away, small corner of my heart, the powers that I have made
pacts with, allow me little acts of kindness. I have even aided, and shaped the lives of
many young new powers in the world so that I might use and destroy them as my needs
Now I will follow my brother Khort from my home world of Veeshaan to this new world of
Tunare. We give up all to follow our new companion the young Nostana, back to her home
world. She is a vibrant girl full of life, and stories and songs of her homeworld. My
brother and I have decided to help her return to her world and go with her when she does.
But if half of what she has promised us about this world, and the hearts of her companions
there is true, then the things we give up here will pale in comparison to the wealth of
friends, and allies we will make in this new land.
maybe just maybe
the dark pacts that give Innoruuk and
others such a tight hold on my actions and soul could be loosened in this new
For as my power has grown and the dark pacts I have made have sapped my choices and my
will, my brother begins to grow tired of my excuses and lies and has even tried to convert
me back to the brother he once knew!!! Though I might still like Khort, here in this world
INNORUUK WILL NOT HAVE MY ROAD TO FURTHER POWER HALTED!! The darkness that consumes and
enslaves my soul will not be denied! Khorts brotherly plans often stand in
Innoruuks way....and that I cannot have!!! If he continues with these actions may
the GODS protect him for I FEAR WHAT I WILL BE FORCED TO DO TO HIM....but more than what I
fear for HIM, I FEAR FOR WHAT MY DARKNESS WILL DO TO ME IF I DO NOT!
Tallonn stares down at you from atop the dais and his throne of bones and seems almost
surprised to see you standing there. You quickly realize he was speaking to himself this
whole time and had forgotten you were there.
Now Tallonn's eyes grow angry and his dark elf features darken further with the blush of
embarrassment. And Tallonn says "Well you know more than you asked and more than you
bargained for foolish one." "I think you should honor myself and my servants now
by joining us for dinner". As fear begins to grip your mind at his words Tallonn
makes a gesture with his hands and then he picks up his goblet of what looks like blood
and takes a casual sip. You wonder what he meant by his invite for dinner until suddenly
slow dark shapes shamble from the darkness into the dim light around you. And your heart
shudders in terror as you see the dinner guests begin to close in all around you with
their rotting maggot filled corpses and their stench of decay and disease fills your
nostrils. But worse than these things you see that their eyes are all aflame with an
eternal hunger. A unquenchable hunger that you somehow know is for the flesh of living
beings like yourself. As their impossibly to many to fight arms surround you and their
dirty broken finger nails grab you, and began to rip and tear your flesh from your still
screaming body, and your brain is wracked with the hundreds of points of pain from teeth
and nails. Your last thoughts are strangely of pity for Tallonn. For you know that at
least your brush with necromancy's evil embrace and the suffering you had to pay for it
was short compared to Tallonn's. And as your heartbeat beats its last beat you thank your
gods Tallonn showed you mercy, and let you die a meal to his pets, rather than a undead
slave for eternity.