A tale about the former templar Zamash-Ur and his quest for power.
Zamash-ur stood glaring at the unbroken wall of greenery before him, anxious to begin the journey and claim his prize that lay beyond it. A former templar of Abalach-Re, now one of the most powerful warlords in Raam, Zamash stood at the edge of the Forest Ridge, the vast expanse of jungle that lay on the other side of the Ringing Mountains, and he was growing impatient. After the death of his sorcerer-queen, Zamash lost his templar powers, but none of the ruthlessness that came with the role. He soon gained notoriety as a vicious and powerful warlord, coming to dominate a significant portion of the old nobles’ district. Unlike many of his fellow templars, Zamash was a man of action - his body was covered with battle scars, his skin was swarthy from the harsh Athasian sun, and his limbs were filled with burly power, despite how gray his short beard was beginning to grow. He was still remarkably strong and swift for a human of his age; because he was wily and only cared for power, he rejected the decadence and indolence seen in many of Raam’s other former templars, but none of that made him especially good at waiting.
This is a companion discussion topic for the original entry at https://athas.org/articles/zamash-ur-and-the-moongate