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Proteamancy
Proteamancy
Proteamancy is a ghoulish form of magick akin to blood magick in its insidious profane abuse of raw arcane power. Perhaps having splintered off morphomancy the magick of proteamancy gives the sorcerer the power to twist both the body and mind of mortals. Where morphomancy is a refined art done in laboratories proteamantic magick is sudden and vulgar. This profane form of sorcery is whispered in the ears of men from entities that exist in the outer hells bent on sewing chaos in the world of the living.
A skilled proteamancer is only limited by his creativity and cruelty when working his craft on an unfortunate soul. In a matter of seconds an innocent man can be turned into a freakish abomination as foul as any demon or extrasolar horror. The truly gifted proteamancer can not only twist the body into something wretched but the mind as well leaving their vile creation with no sense of self or memories - only the the full knowledge of the nightmare they have become.
“My eldest boy was galled when I took down the flesh sorcerer by myself thinking me a glory hound hunting fame, not monsters. It was only the look in my eyes when I returned that held back his harsh words. He knew I had spared him the horror of seeing the abominations the sorcerer had wrought.. Sometimes when I close my eyes to sleep I still still see them…the poor, twisted beings the sorcerer called his pets. When I see them I am only relieved knowing I ended their pain bringing them a mercy life had never shown them.”
-Peter Robrik, witch hunter