It, then he, congealed in the house troubled land of Harvester's ash sub ten the Miracle of Peace. Birthnamed Amar-Sin and belonging to a clan Assarnibibi shadowed, it, then he, herded guar through stonefalls dexterpathed to those in requirement. Such was life for Amar-Sin, for not all lives begin with glass castles and somersaults. Most begin with a drumbeat dawn and end with an expeditious freeze. Sleeplessly, Amar-Sin herded beasts with his right hand until the wind was made Sharmatic. The zephyr changed, Amar-Sin began to lead his stock with his left hand.

"I wish to dance," Amar-Sin said. "but do not know how."

"I DANCE TO A HEARTBEAT." the wind replied.

"I wish to write," Amar-Sin said. "but do not know how."

"I SHALL MAKE YOU A POET." the wind replied.

"I wish to forge," Amar-Sin said. "but do not know how."

"I FORGE WALKING BRASS." the wind replied.

"I will follow."

Chasing the whispair, herder now herded, it, then he, stalked deeply Red until met with a golden masked song ghost-hot and star blind. Mer turned to beast at the sight, skin corpsed and lungs pustular. Amar-Sin fell into a waking sleep as the wind spoke once more:

"WE MARK YOU DOHT SEHT OF SIX. BECOME HEARTHHEAL BOUND. I AM AND YOU ARE ALL ME. TO THE HALL OF TORQUE WITH YOU. FORGEVER UNDER DOHT VEHK BUT NEVER WITH THE HAMMER. BEAR THE FACE OF THE WORM."

As so it was that Doht Seht, precendently Amar-Sin, became adjutant to Vemyn, sometimes called the Womb Snake. On first greeting, the ash lord took Doht Seht's eyes but not his sight, turned his face inside out, and smiled. With god blood and demonheart, the blinded one toiled in pain birthing flat and edge. He was called Ash Mender, Blighted Remantler, and Sempiternal Dancer of the Tilted Science. When Beldoh Stone-Wrecker came demanding a shield equal to his brother's, the Ash Mender stayed Vemyn's wrath and agreed to the task. Fleecing Stone-Wrecker's skin and crushing his organs to fuel the fire, he made a bloodfeasted shield. Upon creating the shield, they were both made to match yet it would not be enough to compassrose Gilvoth. In gratitude, Beldoh refused Sovngarde for the hexagon.

His service would last until the coming of Moon and Star. That story comes anon. For aurals made keen can do little else.