G A Price

The age of air travel heralded new opportunities to the human herd. From the depths of roaring machines they produced white men and women in abundance. Africa would never be the same again.

Small villages that had been isolated from the world in general began to appreciate visitors from aid workers.  Unknown tribes were being discovered and celebrated for their ancient ways.

It was upon visiting a small and remote African village that a group of aid workers started hearing whispers about a curse they had named Ashawandee.   The locals described him as a Miracle Man from the old days, a doctor and a healer. Some older members of the tribe actually remembered him and they described an eccentric and popular man of vision. 

However, Ashawandee was a man himself suffering from acute madness.  He would perform rituals on animals and had some very strange ideas of how to heal illness. He claimed that the only way to stop the spread of disease was to urinate, en mass, over the poor patient’s body until the infection went away.  His lotions, meant to heal, were actually made of faeces and vomit, causing mere scratches to inflame and send the unfortunate sufferer into a hellish fever.

The village turned on Ashawandee and called him demon. They threw him into a blazing inferno and urinated on his remains as they crackled and burned. It was to be discovered that Ashawandee had been kidnapping villagers for years and performing gruesome experiments on their bodies. 

After the blazing pyre, the villagers believed Ashawandee gone for good. His bones were burnt black as coal and his body was a mere mulch to be trampled upon by angry tribesmen.

However, the human spirit, warped by madness is not so easily dismissed.

Ashawandee began to visit female villagers in their dreams, insisting that they mutilate themselves for his pleasure. The village suffered from nightmares for years and a malady of madness that would descend over even the stoutest man. 

The village was isolated from the world and Ashawandee was isolated from the world.

The village suffered but the world was untouched by Ashawandee.

Until the aid workers began to arrive, cutting the solitary cord between Ashawandee and the world. 

The spirit of the medicine man began to haunt the world at large, driving people from all races to madness.  With each new mental malady, Ashawandee could be found behind the source, slowly driving his evil out into the West and beyond.

Thus, the curse of Ashawandee still thrives in our world. People suffer with madness on a scale never before seen.

His influence is as far-reaching as it is terrifying.

Ashawandee will never be silenced.