From Unofficial Handbook of the Virtue Universe

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Agrat Bat Mahlaht
Player: Pale Enchantress / @Cegilune
Origin:	Magic
Archetype:	Mastermind
Threat Level:	28
Personal Data
Real Name:	Misrecorde
Known Aliases:	The Lurker In The Swarm
Species:	Lenaen Sidhe (Undead)
Age:	214
Height:	8'10"
Weight:	98 Lbs
Eye Color:	White
Hair Color:	Varries
Biographical Data
Nationality:	Unseelie
Occupation:	Queen
Place of Birth:	'
Base of Operations:	'
Marital Status:	Unmarried
Known Relatives:	Queen Mab (Grandmother)
Known Powers
Diablerie, Hive Queen
Known Abilities
Occult Expert, Courtly Etiquette, Dancing, Painting
Equipment
Scepter of Absolute Rule
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Happy is the tomb where no wizard hath lain, and happy the town at night whose wizards are all ashes. For…the soul of the devil-bought hastes not from his charnel clay, but fats and instructs the very worm that gnaws; till out of corruption horrid life springs, and the dull scavengers of earth wax crafty to vex it and swell monstrous to plague it. Great holes secretly are digged where earth’s pores ought to suffice, and things have learnt to walk that ought to crawl.

Veil of Winter

"You see this squalor before you Misrecorde? They will live in filth and work in their mills until their lives end." Peroth and his son Misrecorde stood side by side gazing into the slums of Edinburgh from a vantage point on the astral plane. Misrecorde had recently been promoted to Viscount of the Unseelie court. It was a great honor, but Misrecorde was still ambitious beyond his peers. As a half-fae Misrecorde was not a true immortal and was driven to fit everything he could into his limited lifespan. Even more so did he wish to overcome that limitation. He was jealous of the true Sidhe and put his talents for magic to full use to make himself their equal.

"You show me this to explain how death is a blessing?" Misrecorde wondered what his father's point was in showing him such filth and misery.

Peroth laid his hand upon Misrecorde's shoulder. "Death is just part of a great cycle. Don't let your fear of it sour the time you have. The human spirit lives long after their body dies."

"The spirit is immortal.." Misrecorde was interested in the soul and where it goes to after death. After his father left Misrecorde stayed to watch how humans died. To his dismay he saw no soul leave the body, no sign of released energy, no feeling of something unseen. The nature of the soul alluded him. Could the body and soul exist separately?

He left the astral to retreat into his chambers and into the arms of his elven lover Brannor. The man was one of Misrecorde's many slaves. He had risen up in his masters eyes through his own wit and desire to please. Brannor had earned his freedom but continues to serve the man he loved in every capacity possible, Brannor would even join his Lord in death if he were to perish before him. He was the only person Misrecorde trusted fully.

The Viscount took comfort in his lover's arms. The eunuch slave had been the shoulder Misrecorde went to when he felt angry, or worried. Brannor spoke of how he didn't fear his own death and that he believed that their souls would be together in the afterlife.

Again Misrecorde was drawn to the idea of the soul and his mind wondered how to exploit it.

Heart of Darkness

In the following years the Viscount had revisited Edinburgh and watched the humans die wanting to watch the soul leave the body and find where it goes. Death looked to be simply the end of life. He never say any sign of a soul leaving the physical body and departing to another plane of existence. In the heavens and hells he had seen what were supposedly the newly arrived souls yet there was no solid explanation for how they arrived.

Upon his magical alter laid a mortal woman he had killed, but did not allowed to die. With his magic Misrecorde had created a seal that tethered. His spell gave her spirit no where to go until he finally let his enchantment end partly allowing the woman's soul a single place to escape: Into him.

He experiences a surge of power and then it was gone. He couldn't keep her spirit inside of him for more then a few moments. He tried his experiment again but did not succeed. Eventually he abandoned his idea and took his pursuit in another direction. He observed beings which existed off the life of others, demons, and undead. Vampires especially intrigued him.