Thursday, August 29, 2013

Cooler heads prevail

(Restart Story)


You know that something bad is about to happen. In preparation, your pour all of your magical energy into your wards, and cast several incantations designed to expel dark magic around yourself.

As if on cue, the shack begins to crumble around you. The rotted wood turns to ash, the only thing left after a few seconds is the tome, which remains in the air, levitating in the spot where it had been sitting on the desk moments before.

A pale hand appears out of thin air and grasps the tome. As seconds pass, the hand's owner is revealed.

It is human in form, though totally pale. His skin appears to be decomposed in several areas, revealing alabaster bone underneath. Despite this, the rest of him looks to be relatively healthy.

"And here I was hoping you would be an easy kill. Ah well, I suppose that would have been too much to ask for something with a soul as powerful as yours." He grins at you, devilishly.



"You've chosen the wrong target, lich. Prepare to die."

"Who are you?"

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