War Council by Shadaan

War Council by Shadaan
Fictional meeting of (left to right): Brys Beddict, Dassem Ultor, Krughava of the Perish, Onos T'oolan, Fear Sengar and Gruntle.

"...she wondered now, where was the crime in that most human of capacities: to carry in one's heart a contradiction, to leave it unchallenged, immune to reconciliation; indeed, to be two people at once, each true to herself, and neither denying the presence of the other? What vast laws of cosmology were broken by this human talent? Did the universe split asunder? Did reality lose its way?
No. In fact, it seemed that the only realm wherein contradiction had any power at all was the realm of rational argument. And, Krughava admitted, she had begun to doubt that realm's self-proclaimed virtue."
―Meditations of Krughava[src]

Krughava was the Mortal Sword of the Perish Grey Helms.[1] She was described a huge, broad-shouldered woman with hair the hue of iron with blazing blue eyes and a face which "could have been carved from the raw cliffs of Perish".[2] Her physical strength matched by her strength of will "and neither seem[ed] assailable by any force in the mortal world. It was said that, even though she was [then] in her fifth decade of life, no brother or sister of the Order could best her in any of a score of weapons: from skinning knife to mattock".[3]

In The Crippled GodEdit

Krughava gave Brys Beddict a vow that the Perish Grey Helms would stand in the place of the Letherii should the opportunity arrive in answer for the latter having stood where the Grey Helms should have been (meaning the battle against the K'Chain Nah'ruk which the Perish missed).[4]

Krughava was killed when Shield Anvil Tanakalian stabbed her in the throat at the eve of the Battle of the Spire.


"You would choose only the worthy to embrace, Shield Anvil? Then what you do is not an embrace, sir. It is a reward. And if you are to taste the flavour of naught but virtuous souls, how will you ever find the strength to best the flaws within your own soul? Shield Anvil Tanakalian, you are headed into difficult times."

"What did I seek in our faith? I sought to mend the impossible crisis that is our worship of the Wild, our worship of all that we have left behind and to which we can never return. I sought reconciliation. An acceptance of the brutal contradiction of our human lives."

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