Recent content by Lazarus Jeager

Having to use blood for the medium of spell craft was inconvenient in its own right, but having that medium be taken away from you as your body heals without your permission was even more so. As Lazarus' wounds started stitching themselves back together unnaturally, he would curse his body for...

The mere fact that Lazarus wasn't some form of paste on the wastelands they stood upon was a grace in and of itself, looking up to the sound knowing full well what his eyes would find. In a desolate land filled with the undead and exactly three people, or at least two and a Herald of Halch...

It was clear that his explanation was not to her liking, if her actions were any indication of her mood, amber eyes following her as she stalked too and fro like that of an animal around something it might consider prey. Lazarus had to stop himself from making a comment regarding the apparant...

'Hm, immortality and power, why must people strive for such an existence...' Lazarus thought to himself while Archanae explained the situation in more detail, for the most part it wasn't far off from what he had assumed going into this, though it was good to know exactly what higher being had...

Lazarus followed in silence until he was spoken too, more so out of an understanding that this woman was gaining distance for a reason, it was clear she wanted to talk about the entity she was in league with. Turning to her as she spoke, Lazarus would give her his full attention, meeting her...

Anod and a bow from Lazarus and he would turn to get to work, or that was until he noticed Archanae look to him with a gaze that he knew all too well, for his own sake it meant he needed to be a good lad and go along with what she was asking of him. "I concur, let us walk then." Lazarus would...

Alarm bells were ringing in the head of the necromancer as he laid eyes on the monster before them, he didn't have a name for it but his mother was diligent in teaching him of the more dangerous things to avoid, and this was high on the list. He knew only two things about them, they had a...

Lazarus would watch on with interest and astonishment, such a feat unheard of even among the most well practiced of their ilk, and yet this entity was waving his hand about and reanimating a small army of undead like a king commands soldiers and blacksmiths. Watching the fortitude they showed...

Lazarus got to work on the clothing Lennis was wearing, boots and all, slow and methodical yet the process appeared the same. The layer of grim on his palms would accumulate more and more as they passed over the cloth and leather of the attire of the man before him, until after maybe a full...

Affixing the skull back to his face, Lazarus stepped back and fell in line just behind Archanae, he could do well enough with indifference from being that held more power than the both of them, but he wasn't going to go out of his way to step on the toes of the person with seniority in this...

After they had managed to make it to dry land once more, Lazarus took to wringing out the bottom of his robes, the dark and dank water dripping from the cloth of little consequence outside of weighing down the fabrics, something that could end up being detrimental later if left unattended. Once...

The sight before him would have any normal man running and screaming, the utterly inhuman nature of the consumption happening before him should at the very least put a strain on his psyche, yet Lazarus stood with that same smile, if anything it would widen just a bit more, teeth just visible as...

Having gotten enough use out of the curse as possible, the ichor would start to subside, churning in the waters they dredged through to dissolve into it. Lazarus, having now gained the ability to move once more as a result, would take the opportunity provided to him by the soldier carrying him...

It was clear that his façade made little difference in front of this woman, it would appear humility was not something to flash in the face of these two, though for the time being he would keep at least a few of his cards close to his chest. Eyeing the being beside her as it moved, Lazarus held...

There it was, the acknowledgement that meant he could no longer simply flit about them like a persistent gnat, and as such he would take a moment to compose himself before venturing from the safety that was his shelter among the bones. Inching ever closer, Lazarus would stop himself a handful of...