<<"...n i x a l ... k a g h ... s l a t h a l i n...">>
, came a wry voice, one which only Alisande could hear.
The others were met only with the din of battle and sorcerous phenomena. There was indeed necrotic energy aplenty for Lazarus to wield against his enemies, but not all of it came...
Feral strength, dark magic and militant discipline. They fought like heroes all, slowly parting the tide. Though skeletons aplenty remained, each cracked bone chipped away the tomb's defenses until ancient warriors were too broken to reassemble, for what good was a swordsman with no arm? An...
Two of the party examined the blood, two halves of a whole truth; Alisande would find the taste on her tongue to be human, or something closely related at least. Better yet it was sweet, something that makes the inner beast stir with greed...
...Mage's blood.
So too did it smell. of iron and...
Alisande Victoria O'Connor Lazarus Jeager Mordrith Nightbrae
It was Alisande who brought them here; this crypt that was both ancient as the river stones yet so young a discovery. Financiers, warriors, men and women both human and vampiric had all gathered with varying degrees of truth and...
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