Rift: Travels Through Telara Part 15 - Alsbeth Rothman
Join Guardian scribe, Padraic, and his trusty, yet slow-witted lackey Bran, as they travel the length and breadth of Telara documenting the people, places, history, and folklore of the world. Before its all gone.
Travels Through Telara
Greetings, dear reader. Today it is pouring with rain in PotterÂs Field, a veritable deluge, I must say. Bran is moping about complaining, no one has brought their children for lessons, and Barik is in bed moaning that the cold is getting into his bones. So this week I thought I would write up my notes about one of the great tragedies of the war. Yes, obviously, there are thousands of tragedies. You donÂt even need a war for that. Thousands upon thousands of sad tales, of death, betrayal, bitterness and anger. There are also countless tales of heroism, of sacrifice, of bravery in the face of evil. But this tale is one of the former.
For it is the story of Alsbeth Rothman, later to be known as Alsbeth the Discordant, the most trusted lieutenant of Regulos the destroyer and the woman responsible for the fall o f Port Scion.
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So as you can see, Alsbeth traveled under something of a cloud. Rejected by family, betrayed by those she loved, her whole world has just fallen down around her.
She traveled to the court of King Jostir Mathos. Something about this sad, curious little girl must have caught the attention of Queen Lenia Mathos, because she took pity on Asbeth and offered her shelter, taking her in as a ward of the court. Alsbeth allowed herself a flicker of hope. Has she found a new family? Had she found stability? Had she found Â dare she even hope Â the maternal love of a good woman?
But it was all for naught. Queen Lenia died in the cold hours of a winterÂs morning, leaving Alsbeth alone once again.
This time, she was not thrown out of her new home, but King Jostir was indifferent to her, paying her not the slightest bit of attention. Once again, Alsbeth was on her own. She did not socialize well with the other children in the castle. They mocked, her, teased her for her quiet nature, for her pale skin. And when the children found out what happened to her mother and father, well, we all know how cruel children are. They did not leave Alsbeth alone.
So Alsbeth spent her time reading in the library or walking alone through the hills around Caer Mathos. She rarely talked to anyone. In fact, some thought her mute, the odd, strange, silent girl who drifted around the castle with no friends.
All this changed when Alsbeth attended Quicksilver College. Here, she started to slowly emerge from her shell, like a Â if you will forgive the clichÃ© Â butterfly from the cocoon. Finally, she found an outlet for all her internal energy. She threw herself into her studies and quickly distinguished herself as an excellent student. She gained in confidence, and with every new accomplishment she came out of her shell. And while it is true that she never had many friends, she started to accrue many followers, those who wanted to bask in her brilliance.
After her studies, she returned to the Court of Mathos a powerful mage, and her family's troubled past was buried beneath the weight of her accomplishments. After King Jostir died, both Zareph and Aedraxis tried to gain her favor, tried to tempt her over to serve in their retinues, to help them gain the disputed throne. She chose Prince Zareph, although no one knows why. Some say it was simply a matter of a small cruelty Aedraxis had committed when she was small, a casual insult tossed over the shoulder of the young prince to what he thought of as an unkempt orphan. (ThereÂs a piece of good advice for you. Be careful how you treat people. You never know what they will grow up to be.)
Alsbeth fought valiantly throughout the Mathosian Civil War, and her name was uttered in the same sentences as Cyril, Shyla, Borrin. Songswere sung about the quiet and mysterious Alsbeth, the silent sorceress who weaved spells and plots to overcome Aedraxis.
Alsbeth was one of the many to perish when the rifts came, and none were surprised that the Vigil brought her back to serve as a Guardian. Along with the other Ascended, Als-beth helped Zareph lead the refugees to Port Scion. There, she spent years as a seemingly loyal and steadfast defender of the city.
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Only she and Regulos know the truth. But whatever the case, she set in motion the fall of Port Scion, was responsible for the disappearance and presumed death of Prince Zareph.
And now, as the leader of the Endless Court and the most formidable Necromancer alive, Alsbeth sows the seeds of destruction. Her heart is owned by Regulos, and no one really knows why. It is one of the tasks I have given myself to find out the truth. Hopefully, on my travels I will uncover more of Alsbeth RothmanÂs story, enough to fill in the gaps.