From the void slight sounds of movement of beetles and maggots and other small scraping sounds ring into my head. Mind starts to race after many years in the void awaiting the beckoning of the Guardian. Visions of leading many humans in red cloaks within Minoc fades in and out as the feeling of death sinks back in . Hand slowly clenches around my warfork and a slight grin is formed from the skeletal remains of what once was flesh. Crypt is enveloped with a red glow as my eyes open and look around inside my crypt. Arms move upwards as bony hands try to push open the crypt to get out. I let out a growl as it appears my strength is not enough to open the crypt. Mind starts to race again as a sudden pain is felt again as a reminder of what I have become. Eyes go down and look at myself in a yellowish green robe as a blade is sunk deep within my chest penetrating the heart. My eyes look up to see Bramos with a blank look as blood starts to flow from the wound and darkness and coldness is taking over my being. Fist punches at the lid of the crypt only to thud with bones creaking. The Guardian has awoken me to take souls for a reason, so I will wait for the crypt lid to remove itself. The feeling of the Guaridan and the desire to take souls surges through me over and over but its not just souls I feel the Guardian wants.....Bones starts to shake and move side to side trying to control the power surging within me. Visions of blood flowing like water as souls are taken move through my head. So you want BLOOD....you will have it my master!
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Mon Jan 14, 2013 7:20 pm